#EnglishWriters
See, here’s the workbox, little wi… That I made of polished oak.' He was a joiner, of village life; She came of borough folk. He holds the present up to her
By Mellstock Lodge and Avenue Towards her door I went, And sunset on her window-panes Reflected our intent. The creeper on the gable nigh
I do not see the hills around, Nor mark the tints the copses wear… I do not note the grassy ground And constellated daisies there. I hear not the contralto note
Attentive eyes, fantastic heed, Assessing minds, he does not need, Nor urgent writs to sup or dine, Nor pledges in the roseate wine. For loud acclaim he does not care
As 'legal representative’ I read a missive not my own, On new designs the senders give For clothes, in tints as shown. Here figure blouses, gowns for tea…
'Ah Madam; you’ve indeed come bac… 'Twas sad-your husband’s so swift… And you away! You shouldn’t have… It hastened his last breath.' 'Dame, I am not the lady you thin…
If but some vengeful god would cal… From up the sky, and laugh: “Thou… Know that thy sorrow is my ecstasy… That thy love’s loss is my hate’s… Then would I bear it, clench myse…
The day is turning ghost, And scuttles from the kalendar in… To join the anonymous host Of those that throng oblivion; ced… To one of like degree.
Nobody says: Ah, that is the plac… Where chanced, in the hollow of ye… What none of the Three Towns care… The birth of a little girl of grac… The sweetest the house saw, first…
I need not go Through sleet and snow To where I know She waits for me; She will wait me there
“Poor wanderer,” said the leaden s… “I fain would lighten thee, But there are laws in force on hig… Which say it must not be.” —"I would not freeze thee, shorn o…
WHEN Lawyers strive to heal a br… And Parsons practise what they pr… Then Little Boney he’ll pounce do… And march his men on London town! Rollicum-rorum, tol-lol-lorum,
I have lived with shades so long, And talked to them so oft, Since forth from cot and croft I went mankind among, That sometimes they
Southampton Docks: October 189… Here, where Vespasian’s legions s… And Cendric with the Saxons enter… And Henry’s army lept afloat to w… Convincing triumphs over neighbori…
It faces west, and round the back… High beeches, bending, hang a veil… And sweep against the roof. Wild… Climb on the walls, and seem to sp… (If we may fancy wish of trees and…
