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The Sea and the Hills
The Sea and the Hills Who hath desired the Sea? -- the sight of salt water unbounded -- The heave and the halt and the hurl and the crash of the comber wind-hounded? The sleek-b…
The Rout of the White Hussars
The Rout of the White Hussars It was not in the open fight We threw away the sword, But in the lonely watching In the darkness by the ford. The waters lapped, the night-wind ble…
The Run of the Downs
The Run of the Downs The Weald is good, the Downs are best--- I'll give you the run of 'em, East to West. Beachy Head and Winddoor Hill, They were once and they are still. Firle…
The Rhyme Of The Three Captains
The Rhyme Of The Three Captains . . . At the close of a winter day, Their anchors down, by London town, the Three Great Captains lay; And one was Admiral of the North from Solwa…
The River's Tale
The River's Tale Prehistoric Twenty bridges from Tower to Kew-- (Twenty bridges or twenty-two)-- Wanted to know what the River knew, For they were young, and the Thames was old…
The Reeds of Runnymede
The Reeds of Runnymede Magna Charta, June , At Runnymede, At Runnymede, What say the reeds at Runnymede? The lissom reeds that give and take, That bend so far, but never break,…
The Return
The Return Peace is declared, and I return To 'Ackneystadt, but not the same; Things 'ave transpired which made me learn The size and meanin' of the game. I did no more than oth…
The Rabbi's Song
The Rabbi's Song Samuel XIV. . If Thought can reach to Heaven, On Heaven let it dwell, For fear the Thought be given Like power to reach to Hell. For fear the desolation And dar…
The Queen's Men
The Queen's Men Valour and Innocence Have latterly gone hence To certain death by certain shame attended. Envy--ah! even to tears! -- The fortune of their years Which, though so…
The Puzzler
The Puzzler The Celt in all his variants from Builth to Ballyhoo, His mental processes are plain--one knows what he will do, And can logically predicate his finish by his start;…
The Prodigal Son
The Prodigal Son Here come I to my own again, Fed, forgiven and known again, Claimed by bone of my bone again And cheered by flesh of my flesh. The fatted calf is dressed for me…
The Press
The Press The Soldier may forget his Sword, The Sailorman the Sea, The Mason may forget the Word And the Priest his Litany: The Maid may forget both jewel and gem, And the Bride…
The Prayer
The Prayer My brother kneels, so saith Kabir, To stone and brass in heathen wise, But in my brother's voice I hear My own unanswered agonies. His God is as his fates assign, His…
The Power of the Dog
The Power of the Dog There is sorrow enough in the natural way From men and women to fill our day; And when we are certain of sorrow in store, Why do we always arrange for more?…
The Portent
The Portent Horace, BK. V. Ode . Oh, late withdrawn from human-kind And following dreams we never knew! Varus, what dream has Fate assigned To trouble you? Such virtue as commen…
The Penalty
The Penalty Once in life I watched a Star; But I whistled, "Let her go! There are others, fairer far, Which my favouring skies shall show Here I lied, and herein I Stood to pay…
The Playmate
The Playmate She is not Folly -- that I know. Her steadfast eyelids tell me so When, at the hour the lights divide, She steals as summonsed to my side. When, finger on the purse…
The Palace
The Palace When I was a King and a Mason -- a Master proven and skilled -- I cleared me ground for a Palace such as a King should build. I decreed and dug down to my levels. Pr…
The Outlaws
The Outlaws Through learned and laborious years They set themselves to find Fresh terrors and undreamed-of fears To heap upon mankind. ALl that they drew from Heaven above Or d…
The Only Son
The Only Son She dropped the bar, she shot the bolt, she fed the fire anew For she heard a whimper under the sill and a great grey paw came through. The fresh flame comforted th…
The Old Issue
The Old Issue October , -- Outbreak of Boer War Here is nothing new nor aught unproven," say the Trumpets, "Many feet have worn it and the road is old indeed. "It is the King--t…
The Necessitarian
The Necessitarian I know not in Whose hands are laid To empty upon earth From unsuspected ambuscade The very Urns of Mirth; Who bids the Heavenly Lark arise And cheer our solemn…
The North Sea Patrol
The North Sea Patrol - -- Sea Warfare Where the East wind is brewed fresh and fresh every morning, And the balmy night-breezes blow straight from the Pole, I heard a Destroyer s…
The Native-Born
The Native-Born We've drunk to the Queen -- God bless her! -- We've drunk to our mothers' land; We've drunk to our English brother (But he does not understand); We've drunk to t…