(Wordsworth)
#English #Victorians #XIXCentury #XXCentury
YOUTH that trafficked long with… And to second life returns, Squanders little time or breath On his fellow—man’s concerns. Earnèd peace is all he asks
A tinker out of Bedford, A vagrant oft in quod, A private under Fairfax, A minister of God— Two hundred years and thirty
WHEEL me gently to the garage, s… No more for me the record and the… That cursèd left—hand cylinder the… Is pinking past redemption—I am d… They’ll never strike a mixture tha…
Love’s fiery chariot, Delia, take Which Vulcan wrought for Venus’ s… Wings shall not waft thee, but a f… Hot as my heart—as nobly tame: Lit by a spark, less bright, more…
The child of Mary Queen of Scots… A shifty mother’s shiftless son, Bred up among intrigues and plots, Learnèd in all things, wise in non… Ungainly, babbling, wasteful, weak…
“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…
BEYOND the path of the outmost… Further than ever comet flared or… Live such as fought and sailed and… They are purged of pride because t… They sit at wine with the Maidens…
SHE did not know that she was dea… But, when the pang was o’er, Sat down to wait her Master’s tre… Upon the Golden Floor, With ears full—cock and anxious ey…
TO the Judge of Right and Wrong With Whom fulfilment lies Our purpose and our power belong, Our faith and sacrifice, Let Freedom’s Land rejoice!
When Rome was rotten-ripe to her… And the sceptre passed from her ha… The pestilent Picts leaped over t… To harry the English land. The little dark men of the mountai…
OH, glorious are the guarded heig… Where guardian souls abide— Self—exiled from our gross delight… Above, beyond, outside: An ampler arc their spirit swings—
When Julius Fabricius, Sub—Prefe… In the days of Diocletian owned o… He called to him Hobdenius—a Brit… Saying: “What about that River—pi… And the aged Hobden answered: “I…
MARCH! The mud is cakin’ good a… Front!—eyes front, an’ watch the… Front! The faces of the women in… Ain’t the kind o’ things to take a… Cheer! An’ we’ll never march to v…
I WILL let loose against you the… I will call in the Jungle to stam… The roofs shall fade before it, The house—beams shall fall; And the Karela, the bitter Karela…
Farewell and adieu to you, Harwic… Farewell and adieu to you, ladies… For we’ve received orders to work… Where we hope in a short time to s… We’ll duck and we’ll dive like lit…