How lovely the elder brother’s Life all laced in the other’s, Lóve—laced!—what once I well Witnessed; so fortune fell. When Shrovetide, two years gone,
I have desired to go Where springs not fail, To fields where flies no sharp and… And a few lilies blow. And I have asked to be
I remember a house where all were… To me, God knows, deserving no su… Comforting smell breathed at very… Fetched fresh, as I suppose, off… That cordial air made those kind p…
The shepherd’s brow, fronting fork… The horror and the havoc and the g… Of it. Angels fall, they are towe… Of just, majestical, and giant gro… But man—we, scaffold of score brit…
Who long for rest, who look for pl… Away from counter, court, or schoo… O where live well your lease of le… But here at, here at Penmaen Pool… You’ll dare the Alp? you’ll dart…
I caught this morning morning’s mi… dom of daylight’s dauphin, dapple—… Of the rolling level underneath hi… High there, how he rung upon the r… In his ecstasy! then off, off fort…
Honour is flashed off exploit, so… And those strokes once that gashed… Should tongue that time now, trump… And, on the fighter, forge his glo… On Christ they do and on the mart…
The sea took pity: it interposed w… ‘I have tall daughters dear that h… Let Winter wed one, sow them in h… And she shall child them on the N…
Teevo cheevo cheevio chee: O where, what can tháat be? Weedio—weedio: there again! So tiny a trickle of sóng—strain; And all round not to be found
Repeat that, repeat, Cuckoo, bird, and open ear wells,… With a ballad, with a ballad, a re… Off trundled timber and scoops of… The whole landscape flushes on a s…
Pure fasted faces draw unto this f… God comes all sweetness to your L… You striped in secret with breath—… Those crooked rough—scored chequer… To crosses meant for Jesu’s; you…
Thou that on sin’s wages starvest, Behold we have the joy in harvest: For us was gather’d the first frui… For us was lifted from the roots, Sheaved in cruel bands, bruised so…
To seem the stranger lies my lot,… Among strangers. Father and mothe… Brothers and sisters are in Chris… And he my peace my parting, sword… England, whose honour O all my he…
HAVE, fair fallen, O fair, fair… To me, so arch—especial a spirit a… An age is now since passed, since… Of the outward sentence low lays h… Not mood in him nor meaning, proud…
When will you ever, Peace, wild w… Your round me roaming end, and und… When, when, Peace, will you, Peac… To own my heart: I yield you do c… That piecemeal peace is poor peace…