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Crouched on the crowded deck, we w… In naked gold leap out of a cold s… Of shivering silver; and stretchin… Crampt legs and arms, relieved tha… And the slinking, deep-sea peril p…
When the plane dived and the machi… The deck, in his numb clutch the t… Bucked madly as he strove to keep… Zig-zagging, that was all that mat… To keep the ship zig-zagging endle…
HER day out from the workhouse-wa… A grey-haired woman, decent and pr… With prim black bonnet and neat pa… Among the other children by the st… And with grave relish eats a penny…
In each black tile a mimic fire’s… And in the hearthlight old mahogan… Ripe with stored sunshine that in… Poured like gold wine into the liv… Summer on summer through a century…
Scene: The big tent-stable of a t… ground near the entrance GENTL… stableman and general odd-job man,… MERRY ANDREW, the clown.… hunched man with a sensitive face…
He strikes a match– and instantly The lovely flower of light, The little flame of life in the va… Blossoming on the dead stick, fill… With something of a child’s surpri…
As beneath the moon I walked, Dog-at-heel, my shadow stalked, Keeping ghostly company: And as we went gallantly Down the fell-road, dusty-white,
When consciousness came back, he f… Between the opposing fires, but co… On which hand were his friends; an… For him to turn was chancy—bullet… Whistling and shrieking over him,…
Broken, bewildered by the long ret… Across the stifling leagues of sou… Across the scorching leagues of tr… Half-stunned, half-blinded, by the… And dusty smother of the August h…
“I cannot quite remember.... Ther… Dropt dead beside me in the trench… Whispered their dying messages to… Back from the trenches, more dead… Stone-deaf and dazed, and with a b…
All day beneath the hurtling shell… Before my burning eyes Hover the dainty demoiselles— The peacock dragon-flies. Unceasingly they dart and glance
As gaudy flies across a pewter pla… On the grey disk of the unrippling… Beneath an airless, sullen sky of… Dazzled destroyers zig-zag restles… While underneath the sleek and liv…
AS I was marching in Flanders A ghost kept step with me— Kept step with me and chuckled And muttered ceaselessly: “Once I too marched in Flanders,
Only the footprints of the partrid… Over the billowy drifts on the mou… And now on level wings the brown b… Following the snowy curves, and in… Bright birds of gold above the sta…
Black spars of driftwood burn to p… Sea-emeralds and sea-purples and s… And all the innumerable ever-chang… That haunt the changeless deeps bu… Flicker and spire in our enchanted…
