(Wordsworth)
#English #Victorians #XIXCentury #XXCentury
UNLESS you come of the gipsy st… That steals by night and day, Lock your heart with a double lock And throw the key away. Bury it under the blackest stone
EYES aloft, over dangerous place… The children follow the butterflie… And, in the sweat of their upturne… Slash with a net at the empty skie… So it goes they fall amid brambles…
STRANGERS drawn from the ends… I was Lord of the Inca race, and… Under the stars beyond our stars w… Hotly we stormed Valhalla, a mill… Ever 'neath high Valhalla Hall th…
I KEEP six honest serving—men (They taught me all I knew); Their names are What and Why and… And How and Where and Who. I send them over land and sea,
OLD Horn to All Atlantic said: (A—hay O! To me O!) Now where did Frankie learn his t… For he ran me down with a three—re… (All round the Horn!)
Being a translation of the song th… by a Mohammedan schoolmaster of B… (some time on service at Suakim) w… that Kitchener was taking money fr… to build a Madrissa for Hubshees…
IN EXTENDED observation of th… From the Four—mile Radius roughly… I have drunk with mixed assemblies… And the men of half Creation damn… I have watched them in their tantr…
When ‘Omer smote ’is bloomin’ lyr… He’d 'eard men sing by land an’ se… An’ what he thought ‘e might requi… ’E went an’ took —the same as me! The market—girls an’ fishermen,
LAND of our Birth, we pledge to… Our love and toil in the years to… When we are grown and take our pla… As men and women with our race. Father in Heaven who lovest all,
THE RAIN it rains without a sta… In the hills above us, in the hill… And presently the floods break way Whose strength is in the hills. The trees they suck from every clo…
THE Injian Ocean sets an’ smiles So sof’, so bright, so bloomin’ bl… There aren’t a wave for miles an’… Excep’ the jiggle from the screw. The ship is swep’, the day is done…
“These were never your true love’s… Why do you feign that you love the… You that broke from their constanc… And the wide calm brows above them… This was never your true love’s sp…
Only two African kopjes, Only the cart-tracks that wind Empty and open between 'em, Only the Transvaal behind; Only an Aldershot column
WE were all one heart and one rac… When the Abbey trumpets blew. For a moment’s breathing—space We had forgotten you. Now you return to your honoured pl…
WHERE the sober—colored cultivat… On his byles; Where the cholera, the cyclone, an… Come and go; Where the merchant deals in indigo…