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Then a wind blew; And he who had forgot he moved Lonely amid the green and silver m… Suddenly grew Aware of clouds and trees
Everyone suddenly burst out singin… And I was filled with such deligh… As prisoned birds must find in fre… Winging wildly across the white Orchards and dark-green fields; on…
I love all things that pass: their… Music that fades on transient sile… Winds, birds, and glittering leave… They fling delight across the worl… To rhythmic—flashing limbs that ro…
‘Fall in, that awkward squad, and… Attractive attitudes! Dress by th… The luminous rich colours that you… Have changed to hueless khaki in t… Magic? What’s magic got to do wit…
When Watkin shifts the burden of… And all that irked him in his boun… Once more become a vagrom—hearted… He moves to roundelays and jocund… Loitering with dusty harvestmen, h…
They are gathering round.... Out of the twilight; over the grey… Shoals of low—jargoning men drift… The jangle and throb of a piano ..… Drawn by a lamp, they come
So Davies wrote: ‘ This leaves me… Then scrawled his name: ‘ Your lo… With crosses for a hug. He’d had… Of rum and tea; and, though the ba… For once his blood ram warm; he ha…
Why do you lie with your legs unga… And one arm bent across your sulle… Exhausted face? It hurts my heart… Deep—shadowed from the candle’s gu… And you wonder why I shake you by…
They threw me from the gates: my m… Was dank with dungeon wetness; my… O’erlaid with marish agues: everyw… Tortured by leaping pangs of frost… So hideous was I that even Lazaru…
When I was young my heart and hea… And I was gay and feckless as a c… Out in the fields, with morning in… Wind on the grass, wings in the or… O thrilling sweet, my joy, when li…
His wet white face and miserable e… Brought nurses to him more than gr… But hoarse and low and rapid rose… His troubled voice: he did the bus… The ward grew dark; but he was sti…
Through darkness curves a spume of… That flood the field with shallow,… The huddled sentry stares On gloom at war with white, And white receding slow, submerged…
Out in the blustering darkness, on… A gleam of stars looks down. Long… The lean Destroyers, level with o… Plunging and stealing, watch the p… Through backward racing seas and c…
AT dawn the ridge emerges massed… In the wild purple of the glow’rin… Smouldering through spouts of drif… The menacing scarred slope; and, o… Tanks creep and topple forward to…
The anguish of the earth absolves… Till beauty shines in all that we… War is our scourge; yet war has ma… And, fighting for our freedom, we… Horror of wounds and anger at the…