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The Dead King
The Dead King EDWARD VII. Who in the Realm to-day lays down dear life for the sake of a land more dear? And, unconcerned for his own estate, toils till the last grudged sands ha…
The Crab That Played with the Sea
The Crab That Played with the Sea China-going P. & O.'s Pass Pau Amma's playground close, And his Pusat Tasek lies Near the track of most B.I.'s. N.Y.K. and N.D.L. Know Pau Amma…
The Cure
The Cure Long years ago, ere R--lls or R--ce Trebled the mileage man could cover; When Sh--nks's Mare was H--bs--n's Choice, And Bl--r--ot had not flown to Dover: When good hote…
The Conversion of Aurelian McGoggin
The Conversion of Aurelian McGoggin Ride with an idle whip, ride with an unused heel, But, once in a way, there will come a day When the colt must be taught to feel The lash tha…
The Consolations of Memory
The Consolations of Memory Circa -- Done out of Boethius by Geoffrey Chaucer Blessed was our first age and morning-time. Then were no waies tarren, ne no cars numberen, but each…
The City of Sleep
The City of Sleep Over the edge of the purple down, Where the single lamplight gleams, Know ye the road to the Merciful Town That is hard by the Sea of Dreams-- Where the poor m…
The Coiner
The Coiner To be sung by the unlearned to the tune of "King John and the Abbot of Canterbury," and by the learned to "Tempest-a-brewing." Against the Bermudas we foundered, wher…
The Changelings
The Changelings R.N.V.R, Sea Constables Or ever the battered liners sank With their passengers to the dark I was head of a Walworth Bank, And you were a grocer's clerk. I was a…
The Cat That Walked by Himself
The Cat That Walked by Himself Pussy can sit by the fire and sing, Pussy can climb a tree, Or play with a silly old cork and string To 'muse herself, not me. But I like Binkie m…
The Burden
The Burden One grief on me is laid Each day of every year, Wherein no soul can aid, Whereof no soul can hear: Whereto no end is seen Except to grieve again-- Ah, Mary Magdalene,…
The Butterfly That Stamped
The Butterfly That Stamped There was never a Queen like Balkis, From here to the wide world's end; But Balkis talked to a butterfly As you would talk to a friend. There was neve…
The Broken Men
The Broken Men For things we never mention, For Art misunderstood -- For excellent intention That did not turn to good; From ancient tales' renewing, From clouds we would not cl…
The Boy Scouts' Patrol Song
The Boy Scouts' Patrol Song These are our regulations -- There's just one law for the Scout And the first and the last, and the present and the past, And the future and the per…
The Benefactors
The Benefactors Ah! What avails the classic bent And what the cultured word, Against the undoctored incident That actually occurred? And what is Art whereto we press Through pai…
The Birthright
The Birthright The miracle of our land's speech--so known And long received, none marvel when 'tis shown! We have such wealth as Rome at her most pride Had not or (having) scatt…
The Beginning of the Armadilloes
The Beginning of the Armadilloes I've never sailed the Amazon, I've never reached Brazil; But the Don and Magdalena, They can go there when they will! Yes, weekly from Southampt…
The Bell Buoy
The Bell Buoy They christened my brother of old-- And a saintly name he bears-- They gave him his place to hold At the head of the belfry-stairs, Where the minister-towers stand…
The Beginner
The Beginner After He Has Been Extemporising On an Instrument Not Of His Own Invention -- Browning Lo! What is this that I make -- sudden, supreme, unrehearsed -- This that my c…
The Bee-Boy's Song
The Bee-Boy's Song Bees! Bees! Hark to your bees! "Hide from your neigbours as much as you please, But all that has happened, to us you must tell, Or else we will give you no ho…
The Ballad of the Clampherdown
The Ballad of the Clampherdown It was our war-ship Clampherdown Would sweep the Channel clean, Wherefore she kept her hatches close When the merry Channel chops arose, To save t…
The Ballad Of The King's Mercy
The Ballad Of The King's Mercy Abdhur Rahman, the Durani Chief, of him is the story told. His mercy fills the Khyber hills -- his grace is manifold; He has taken toll of the Nor…
The Ballad of Fisher's Boarding-House
The Ballad of Fisher's Boarding-House That night, when through the mooring-chains The wide-eyed corpse rolled free, To blunder down by Garden Reach And rot at Kedgeree, The tale…
The Ballad Of The Clampherdown
The Ballad Of The "Clampherdown" It was our war-ship ~Clampherdown~ Would sweep the Channel clean, Wherefore she kept her hatches close When the merry Channel chops arose, To sa…
The Anvil
The Anvil England's on the anvil--hear the hammers ring-- Clanging from the Severn to the Tyne! Never was a blacksmith like our Norman King-- England's being hammered, hammered,…