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Epitaph
Epitaph Posterity will ne'er survey A nobler grave than this: Here lie the bones of Castlereagh: Stop, traveler
The Legacy
The Legacy When I died last, and, Dear, I die As often as from thee I go, Though it be but an hour ago, And Lovers' hours be full eternity, I can remember yet, that I Something…
Places
Places Places I love come back to me like music, Hush me and heal me when I am very tired; I see the oak woods at Saxton's flaming In a flare of crimson by the frost newly fired…
On Looking Up by Chance at the Constellations
On Looking Up by Chance at the Constellations You'll wait a long, long time for anything much To happen in heaven beyond the floats of cloud And the Northern Lights that run lik…
The Social Order
The Social Order I This government official Whose wife is several years his senior, Has such a caressing air When he shakes hands with young ladies. II (Pompes Funèbres) This…
Love Will Wane
Love Will Wane When your love begins to wane, Spare me from the cruel pain Of all speech that tells me so Spare me words, for I shall know, By the half-averted eyes, By the br…
Song Of The Six Hundred M.P.'S
Song Of The Six Hundred M.P.'S ‘We are 'ere met together in this momentous hower, Ter lick th' bankers' dirty boots an' keep the Bank in power.’ We are 'ere met together ter g…
Mesopotamia
Mesopotamia They shall not return to us, the resolute, the young, The eager and whole-hearted whom we gave: But the men who left them thriftily to die in their own dung, Shall…
My Spectre Around Me
My Spectre Around Me My spectre around me night and day Like a wild beast guards my way. My emanation far within Weeps incessantly for my sin. A fathomless and boundless deep, T…
L'envoi To Life's Handicap
L'envoi To "Life's Handicap" My new-cut ashlar takes the light Where crimson-blank the windows flare; By my own work, before the night, Great Overseer I make my prayer. If there…
Collection of Six Haiku
Collection of Six Haiku Waking in the night; the lamp is low, the oil freezing. It has rained enough to turn the stubble on the field black. Winter rain falls on the cow-shed; a…
The Rose Of Battle
The Rose Of Battle ROSE of all Roses, Rose of all the World! The tall thought-woven sails, that flap unfurled Above the tide of hours, trouble the air, And God's bell buoyed to…
La Belle Dame Sans Merci (Original version )
La Belle Dame Sans Merci (Original version ) Oh what can ail thee, knight-at-arms, Alone and palely loitering? The sedge has withered from the lake, And no birds sing. Oh what…
Sonnet 16 - And yet, because thou overcomest so
Sonnet 16 - And yet, because thou overcomest so XVI And yet, because thou overcomest so, Because thou art more noble and like a king, Thou canst prevail against my fears and f…
Karma
Karma I We cannot choose our sorrows. One there was Who, reverent of soul, and strong with trust, Cried, 'God, though Thou shouldst bow me to the dust, Yet will I praise thy e…
In Springtime
In Springtime My garden blazes brightly with the rose-bush and the peach, And the koil sings above it, in the siris by the well, From the creeper-covered trellis comes the squir…
Inscription On The Monument Of A Newfoundland Dog
Inscription On The Monument Of A Newfoundland Dog When some proud son of man returns to earth, Unknown to glory, but upheld by birth, The sculptor's art exhausts the pomp of wo…
Year Of Meteors, 1859 '60
Year Of Meteors, 1859 '60 YEAR of meteors! brooding year! I would bind in words retrospective, some of your deeds and signs; I would sing your contest for the 19th Presidentiad…
To A Friend Who Sent Me Some Roses
To A Friend Who Sent Me Some Roses As late I rambled in the happy fields, What time the skylark shakes the tremulous dew From his lush clover covert;-when anew Adventurous knig…
If--
If-- If I were a raindrop, and you were a leaf, I would burst from the cloud above you And lie on your breast in a rapture of rest, And love you, love you, love you. If I were…
The Conquest
The Conquest The Son of Love and Lord of War I sing; Him who bade England bow to Normandy And left the name of conqueror more than king To his unconquerable dynasty. Not fann'd…
Chimney Sweeper, The
Chimney Sweeper, The A little black thing in the snow, Crying "weep! weep!" in notes of woe! "Where are thy father and mother? Say!"-- "They are both gone up to the church to pr…
Tears
Tears THANK God, bless God, all ye who suffer not More grief than ye can weep for. That is well-- That is light grieving ! lighter, none befell Since Adam forfeited the primal…
The Second Voyage
The Second Voyage We've sent our little Cupids all ashore -- They were frightened, they were tired, they were cold: Our sails of silk and purple go to store, And we've cut away…