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All day beneath the hurtling shell… Before my burning eyes Hover the dainty demoiselles— The peacock dragon-flies. Unceasingly they dart and glance
AMONG bleak hills of mounded sla… 'Neath sullen evening skies that s… O’er burdened by the belching smok… Upon their aching foreheads, dense… Till both felt youth within them f…
I could not understand the sudden… The sudden darkness—in the crash o… The din and glare of day quenched… In utter starless night. I lay an age and idly gazed at not…
“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…
Absorbing the clear green tranquil… Through the last hour before his e… In the lush verdure by the ruined… Tranced in a spell of viridescent… That with a solace of calm lucency
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…
Night shatters in mid-heaven: the… The roar of planes, the crash of b… The unshackled sky pandemonium stu… The senses to indifference, when a… Of masonry near by startles awake,
Through the pale green forest of t… Whose interwoven fronds, a jade-gr… Above me glimmer, infinitely high, Towards my giant hand a beetle wal… In glistening emerald mail; and as…
All night under the moon Plovers are flying Over the dreaming meadows of silve… Over the meadows of June, Flying and crying—
She must go back, she said, Because she’d not had time to make… We’d hurried her away So roughly . . . and for all that… She broke from us, and passed
HE went, and he was gay to go; And I smiled on him as he went. My son, ’twas well he couldn’t kno… My darkest dread, nor what it mean… Just what it meant to smile and sm…
They gave him a shilling, They gave him a gun; And so he’s gone killing The Germans, my son. I dream of that shilling—
YOUTH that goes woolgathering, Mooning and stargazing, Always finding everything Full of fresh amazing, Best will meet the moment’s need
“And will you cut a stone for him, To set above his head? And will you cut a stone for him— A stone for him?” she said. Three days before, a splintered ro…
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…