O for Open |
Are those small
silver tumps a town, |
A
Poets Alphabet |
1925 |
X for Expecting |
Come, come,
my Love, the morning waits, |
A
Poets Alphabet |
1925 |
N for Nature |
Day after day
I find some new delight: |
A
Poets Alphabet |
1925 |
H for Hedge |
I climb a
tree to bring them down- |
A
Poets Alphabet |
1925 |
R for
Rememberance |
I have
no memory of his face |
A Poets Alphabet |
1925 |
P for Pool |
I know a deep
and lonely pool -that's where |
A Poets Alphabet |
1925 |
E for Eyes |
I need no glass
to help my eyes, |
A Poets Alphabet |
1925 |
J for Jealousy |
I praised
the daisies on my lawn, |
A Poets Alphabet |
1925 |
W for Will |
If I should die,
this house is yours, |
A Poets Alphabet |
1925 |
U for Union |
If Time and
Nature serve us both alike, |
A Poets Alphabet |
1925 |
G for Garden |
I'll have the
primrose grow in grass, |
A Poets Alphabet |
1925 |
V for Venus |
Is that star
dumb, or am I deaf? |
A Poets Alphabet |
1925 |
M for Mother |
It was a long,
long time ago, |
A Poets Alphabet |
1925 |
K for Kings |
Love's touch
is soft, and Death |
A Poets Alphabet |
1925 |
D for Dog |
My dog went mad
and bit my hand, |
A Poets Alphabet |
1925 |
B for Beauty |
My girl has
reached that lovely state |
A Poets Alphabet |
1925 |
C for Child |
See how her
arms now rise and fall, |
A Poets Alphabet |
1925 |
A for Artist |
See what a
light is in those painted clouds! |
A Poets Alphabet |
1925 |
Q for Question |
The man who
tells me he has seen a ghost, |
A Poets Alphabet |
1925 |
F for Fiddles |
What an enchanted
world is this, |
A Poets Alphabet |
1925 |
I for Implements |
What lovely
dark, blue flames, O Spade, |
A Poets Alphabet |
1925 |
L for Light |
What lovely
meadows have I seen in the Sun, |
A Poets Alphabet |
1925 |
S for Swimmer |
When I had
crossed the hill at last, |
A Poets Alphabet |
1925 |
Z for Zany |
Why does a woman
change her moods? |
A Poets Alphabet |
1925 |
Y is For Youth |
Would I had
met you in my days of strength, |
A Poets Alphabet |
1925 |
T for Time |
You false church
clock, whose long-drawn chimes |
A Poets Alphabet |
1925 |
Property |
A dog has
bones to spare and hide, |
A Poets Calendar |
1927 |
Shooting-Stars |
A little porch
with roof and sides |
A Poets Calendar |
1927 |
An Epitaph |
Beneath
this stone lies one good man; and when |
A Poets Calendar |
1927 |
To a Contemporary |
By my fast
horse that knows no rest |
A Poets Calendar |
1927 |
Hill and Vale |
Day by day
the man in the vale |
A Poets Calendar |
1927 |
One By
One |
Few are
my friends, |
A Poets Calendar |
1927 |
Winter
Fire |
How bleak
and cold the air is now- |
A Poets Calendar |
1927 |
Sport |
Hunters,
hunters, |
A Poets Calendar |
1927 |
Old and
Young |
I questioned
Poetry, Say, I said- |
A Poets Calendar |
1927 |
A Dull Spirit |
I see the
houses, but I swear |
A Poets Calendar |
1927 |
Giants |
I take no
pride in body's growth |
A Poets Calendar |
1927 |
The Dragonfly |
Now, when
my roses are half buds, half flowers, |
A Poets Calendar |
1927 |
Advice |
Now, you two
eyes, that have all night been sleeping, |
A Poets Calendar |
1927 |
Peace
and Goodwill |
On Christmas
day I sit and think, |
A Poets Calendar |
1927 |
The Evening
Star |
See how
her body pants and glows, |
A Poets Calendar |
1927 |
Storms |
She fears not
me- |
A Poets Calendar |
1927 |
Light
and Darkness |
The world
is sleeping, and the earth is dark, |
A Poets Calendar |
1927 |
Sun, Tree And
Crow |
There, on a
branch, he stands alone, |
A Poets Calendar |
1927 |
The White
Horse |
What do I
stare at - not the colt |
A Poets Calendar |
1927 |
The Time
of Dreams |
What sweet,
what happy days had I, |
A Poets Calendar |
1927 |
Frost |
What swords
and spears, what daggers bright |
A Poets Calendar |
1927 |
The Mask |
When I complained
of April's day, |
A Poets Calendar |
1927 |
The Spoiler |
When I put
out my thought to grass |
A Poets Calendar |
1927 |
Mad |
When she
was but a little child, |
A Poets Calendar |
1927 |
In Neath Valley - chapter 6 |
Between two rows of trees, |
A Poet's Pilgrimage |
1918 |
To the Woman who will read this Poem to her Husband - chapter
17 |
I am the Poet Davies, William, |
A Poet's Pilgrimage |
1918 |
Old Sailors - chapter 3 |
I loved a ship from early boyhood days; |
A Poet's Pilgrimage |
1918 |
Wasting Time - chapter 20 |
Sometimes I watch the moon at night, |
A Poet's Pilgrimage |
1918 |
Old Acquaintance - chapter 14 |
Thy water, Alteryn, |
A Poet's Pilgrimage |
1918 |
The Hunt - chapter 21 |
We have no mind to reach that Pole |
A Poet's Pilgrimage |
1918 |
The Lost Sex - chapter 5 |
What, still another woman false, |
A Poet's Pilgrimage |
1918 |
The Start - chapter 1 |
When dogs play in the sun outdoors, |
A Poet's Pilgrimage |
1918 |
Born
Of Tears |
A thing
that's rich in tears is sweet- |
Ambition |
1929 |
Day or
Night |
Again
I wake and cry for light! |
Ambition |
1929 |
Pot
and Kettle |
'Away!'
I cried, to a spiteful Wasp, |
Ambition |
1929 |
For Sale |
Four hundred
years this little house has stood |
Ambition |
1929 |
A Child's
Fancy |
His
chin went up and down, and chewed at nothing, |
Ambition |
1929 |
Hunting
Joy |
How sad
a face this Knowledge wears! |
Ambition |
1929 |
Ambition |
I had Ambition,
by which sin |
Ambition |
1929 |
If
Love Survives |
If
nothing takes away our power |
Ambition |
1929 |
Letters |
If these six
letters came from birds, |
Ambition |
1929 |
This
Bantam Star |
Is
this the Blackbird's richest song- |
Ambition |
1929 |
Heaven
and Earth |
It
may be true the stars are worlds, |
Ambition |
1929 |
The
Richest Stones |
My
wandering days have run their course, |
Ambition |
1929 |
Birthdays |
My friend
has a birthday; |
Ambition |
1929 |
Wild
Blossoms |
No lilies
all for milk, |
Ambition |
1929 |
A Silver
Wonder |
Shall
I this night, amazed and full of wonder, |
Ambition |
1929 |
Uncertainty |
Shall I
confess my love? |
Ambition |
1929 |
My Life's Example |
Stand with
eyes fixed, the Cuckoo calls- |
Ambition |
1929 |
In Winter |
The cold,
ice-sucking Wind has gone, |
Ambition |
1929 |
The Idiot |
The hand
that rocked his cradle once |
Ambition |
1929 |
The Blest |
The Vision
came, all grey and cold, |
Ambition |
1929 |
A
Dream Of Winter |
These
flowers survive their lover bees, |
Ambition |
1929 |
Charity |
Things that
are dear to me at home, |
Ambition |
1929 |
Hand
Or Mouth |
This,
then, is Pleasure's bower, |
Ambition |
1929 |
Peace
and Rest |
Under
this tree, where light and shade |
Ambition |
1929 |
A Young
Thrush |
What
power of will- to follow now, |
Ambition |
1929 |
Friends
Unborn |
With
this one friend- I ask no more- |
Ambition |
1929 |
Eyes
and Ears |
Would
that the Powers that made my eyes so keen, |
Ambition |
1929 |
The
Two Children |
Ah,
little boy! I see |
Child Lovers |
1916 |
The
Power of Silence |
And
will she never hold her tongue, |
Child Lovers |
1916 |
Come, thou
sweet Wonder |
Come, thou
sweet Wonder, by whose power |
Child Lovers |
1916 |
The
One Singer |
Dead
leaves from off the tree |
Child Lovers |
1916 |
The
Inquest |
I took
my oath I would enquire, |
Child Lovers |
1916 |
The
White Monster |
Last
night I saw the monster near; the big |
Child Lovers |
1916 |
My
Lady Comes |
Peace,
mournful Bee, with that |
Child Lovers |
1916 |
The
Visitor |
She
brings that breath, and music too, |
Child Lovers |
1916 |
Charms |
She walks
as lightly as the fly |
Child Lovers |
1916 |
Child
Lovers |
Six
summers old was she, and when she came |
Child Lovers |
1916 |
Kitty
and I |
The
gentle wind that waves |
Child Lovers |
1916 |
Friends |
They're
creeping on the stairs outside, |
Child Lovers |
1916 |
The
Inexpressible |
Thinking
of my caged bird indoors, |
Child Lovers |
1916 |
This
Night |
This
night, as I sit here alone, |
Child Lovers |
1916 |
A
Mother to her Sick Child |
Thou
canst not understand my words, |
Child Lovers |
1916 |
Thou
Comest, May |
Thou
comest, May, with leaves and flowers, |
Child Lovers |
1916 |
The
Hospital Waiting-Room |
We
wait our turn, as still as mice, |
Child Lovers |
1916 |
The
White Cascade |
What
happy mortal sees that mountain now, |
Child Lovers |
1916 |
April's Charms |
When April
scatters coins of primrose gold |
Child Lovers |
1916 |
Body
and Spirit |
Who
stands before me on the stairs: |
Child Lovers |
1916 |
|
No idle gold -since this fine sun, my friend, |
Collected Poems |
1916 |
|
Now do I hear thee weep and groan, |
Collected Poems |
1916 |
|
Oh for a glass of wine! |
Collected Poems |
1928 |
Good and Evil |
A wealth of stars in Winter time |
Common Joys |
1939 |
The Blind Boxer - chapter 13 |
He goes with basket and slow feet, |
A Poet's Pilgrimage |
1918 |
My Rockery |
Here in my garden I have lovely stones, |
Common Joys |
1939 |
Past and Present |
I who have seen a tiny cloud, |
Common Joys |
1939 |
Facts |
One night poor Jim had not a sou, |
Common Joys |
1939 |
The Ghost |
Seek not to know love's full extent |
Common Joys |
1939 |
Marvellous Ears |
That speckled Thrush, that stands so still, |
Common Joys |
1939 |
Scotty Bill |
There's 'Scotty' Bill, four score of years, |
Common Joys |
1939 |
Fortunes |
'This house is worth a thousand pounds, |
Common Joys |
1939 |
A Chant |
With all our mirth, I doubt if we shall be |
Common Joys |
1939 |
Now |
When I
was in yon town, and had |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
Selfish
Hearts |
Without
a thought |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
Come,
Honest Boys |
Ye
who have nothing to conceal, |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
To
A Flirt |
You'll
get no help from me; |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
The
Sluggard |
A
jar of cider and my pipe, |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
The
Milkmaid's Song |
A
Milkmaid, on a Summer's day, |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
A Month Ago |
A month ago, ah happy me! |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
The
Trusting Young |
Ah,
little bird, thou art not old; |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
Time's
Justice |
Alas!
we live in days of shame, |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
The Dark Hour |
And now, when merry winds do blow, |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
Death's
Game |
Death
can but play one game with me- |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
Knitting |
E'en
though her tongue may by its force |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
Scotty's
Luck |
'Fatty,'
one day, called 'Red-nosed Scot' |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
The
Call of the Sea |
Gone
are the days of canvas sails! |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
On
the Death of a little Child |
Her
pretty dances were her own, |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
Jenny
Wren |
Her
sight is short, she comes quite near; |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
Fancy |
How
sad my life had been were't not for her, |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
The
Dumb World |
I
cannot see the short, white curls |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
An
Old House in London |
In
fancy I can see thee stand |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
No
Master |
Indeed
this is sweet life! my hand |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
To
The Wind At Morn |
Is
it for you |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
The
Kingfisher |
It
was the Rainbow gave thee birth |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
Clouds |
My
Fancy loves to play with Clouds |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
Angry |
My Love
sits angry; see! |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
Happy
Wind |
Oh,
happy wind, how sweet |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
The
Green Tent |
Summer
has spread a cool, green tent |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
Rose |
Sweet
Margaret's laugh can make |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
Farewell
to Poesy |
Sweet
Poesy, why art thou dumb! |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
The
Poppy |
Sweet
Poppy, when thy beauty's gone, |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
The
House Builder |
The
Rain has lost more music keys, |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
The
Idiot and the child |
There
was a house where an old dame |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
In
The Country |
This
life is sweetest; in this wood |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
The
Sailor to his Parrot |
Thou
foul-mouthed wretch! Why dost thou choose |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
On
Expecting some Books |
To-morrow
they will come. I know |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
To
the New Year |
Welcome,
New Year, but be more kind |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
The
Philosophical Beggar |
When
I went in the woods this morn to sleep, |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
Old
Ragan |
Who
lives in this black wooden hut? |
Farewell to Poesy |
1910 |
A Strange City |
A wondrous city, that
had temples there |
Foliage |
1913 |
An Early Love |
Ah, sweet young blood, that makes the heart |
Foliage |
1913 |
Christmas |
Christmas has come, let's eat and drink- |
Foliage |
1913 |
The Wonder Maker |
Come, if thou'rt cold to Summer's charms, |
Foliage |
1913 |
Love's Inspiration |
Give me the chance, and I will make |
Foliage |
1913 |
Poor Kings |
God's pity on poor kings, |
Foliage |
1913 |
A Greeting |
Good morning, Life -and all |
Foliage |
1913 |
The Lonely Dreamer |
He lives his lonely life, and when he dies |
Foliage |
1913 |
Who I Know |
I do not know his grace the Duke, |
Foliage |
1913 |
Children At Play |
I hear a merry noise
indeed: |
Foliage |
1913 |
Dreams Of The Sea |
I know not why I yearn for thee again, |
Foliage |
1913 |
Smiles |
I saw a black girl once, |
Foliage |
1913 |
The Fog |
I saw the fog grow thick, |
Foliage |
1913 |
The Old Oak Tree |
I sit beneath your leaves, old oak |
Foliage |
1913 |
Laughing Rose |
If I were gusty April now, |
Foliage |
1913 |
When The Cuckoo
Sings |
In summer when
the Cuckoo sings, |
Foliage |
1913 |
Winter's Beauty |
Is it not fine to walk in spring, |
Foliage |
1913 |
Seeking Joy |
Joy, how I sought thee! |
Foliage |
1913 |
The Bird-Man |
Man is a bird: |
Foliage |
1913 |
Love And The Muse |
My back is turned on Spring and all her flowers, |
Foliage |
1913 |
The Starved |
My little Lamb, what is amiss? |
Foliage |
1913 |
ThunderStorms |
My mind has thunderstorms, |
Foliage |
1913 |
A Women's Charms |
My purse is yours, Sweet Heart, for I |
Foliage |
1913 |
Return To Nature |
My song is of that
city which |
Foliage |
1913 |
My Youth |
My youth was my old age, |
Foliage |
1913 |
The Two Lives |
Now how could I, with gold to spare, |
Foliage |
1913 |
Strong Moments |
Sometimes I hear fine ladies sing, |
Foliage |
1913 |
Sweet Stay-At-Home |
Sweet Stay-at-Home, sweet Well-content, |
Foliage |
1913 |
Hidden Love |
The bird of Fortune sings when free, |
Foliage |
1913 |
Sweet Birds, I come |
The bird that now |
Foliage |
1913 |
Joy Supreme |
The birds are pirates of her notes, |
Foliage |
1913 |
The Church Organ |
The homeless man has heard thy voice, |
Foliage |
1913 |
Heigh Ho, The Rain |
The Lark that in heaven dim |
Foliage |
1913 |
A May Morning |
The sky is clear, |
Foliage |
1913 |
Mad Poll |
There goes mad Poll, dressed in wild flowers, |
Foliage |
1913 |
Night Wanderers |
They hear the bell of midnight toll, |
Foliage |
1913 |
Life Is Jolly |
This life is jolly, O! |
Foliage |
1913 |
The Helpless |
Those poor, heartbroken wretches, doomed |
Foliage |
1913 |
Dream Tragedies |
Thou art now always
kind, O sleep: |
Foliage |
1913 |
Francis Thompson |
Thou hadst no home, and thou couldst see |
Foliage |
1913 |
Young Beauty |
When at each door the ruffian winds |
Foliage |
1913 |
They're Taxing Ale Again |
Ale's no false liar; though his mind |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
In Time of War |
As I go walking down the street |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
Come, let us Find |
Come, let us find a cottage, love, |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
Lovely Dames |
Few are my books, but my small few have told |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
Killed in Action |
Happy the man whose home is still |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
In The Snow |
Hear how my friend the robin sings! |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
Passion's Greed |
His constant wonder keeps him back, |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
Cowslips and Larks |
I hear it said yon land is poor, |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
A Winter's Night |
It is a winter's night and cold, |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
The Bell |
It is the bell of death I hear, |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
Jove Warns Us |
Jove warns us with his lightning first, |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
Angel and Mystery |
Lo, I, that once was Fear, that hears |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
Molly |
Molly, with hips and ankles plump, |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
My Love could Walk |
My Love could walk in richer hues |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
Exalted Flower |
No more of that, you butterfly, |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
How Late |
Now thou hast made me blind, |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
Confession |
One hour in every hundred hours |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
The Holly on the Wall |
Play, little children, one and all, |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
The Girl is Mad |
She changes oft -she laughs and weeps, |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
The Shameless One |
She comes to see her brother John, |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
Raptures |
Sing for the sun your lyric, lark, |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
To My Thoughts |
Stay home and hear the birds and bees, |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
Forgiveness |
Stung by a spiteful wasp, |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
The Day She Seized |
That day she seized me like a bee, |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
The Dancer |
The great white Moon is not so fair- |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
A Strange Meeting |
The moon is full, and so am I; |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
The Voice |
The nightingale I had not heard, |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
Late Singers |
The Spring was late in coming, so, |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
Brothers |
They lived together day and night, |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
The Birds of Steel |
This apple-tree, that once was green, |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
Rags and Bones |
This morning, as I wandered forth, |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
The Soul's Companions |
Though floods shall fail, and empty holes |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
Till I Went Out |
Till I went out of doors to prove |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
We Arm to Fight |
We arm to fight the Kaiser's troops, |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
England |
We have no grass locked up in ice so fast |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
On hearing Mrs. Woodhouse play the Harpsichord |
We poets pride ourselves on what |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
Easter |
What exultations in my mind |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
What Thoughts are Mine |
What thoughts are mine when she is gone, |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
Birds |
When our two souls have left this mortal clay, |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
When Yon Full Moon |
When yon full moon's with her white fleet of stars, |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
The Excuse |
Why did you kill that harmless frog? |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
My Old Acquaitance |
Working her toothless gums till her sharp chin |
Forty New Poems |
1918 |
Authors of the Sea |
A lonely coast, where sea-gulls scream for wrecks |
Later Days |
1925 |
Reading for charity |
All from his cradle to his grave, |
Later Days |
1925 |
Artists All |
An artist draws his own strange mind, |
Later Days |
1925 |
|
Come away, Death, make no mistake, |
Later Days |
1925 |
The End |
Here with my treasured Three I sit, |
Later Days |
1925 |
In & Out of Luck |
How sordid is this crowded life, its spite |
Later Days |
1925 |
On The Road |
I have two loves, and one is dark, |
Later Days |
1925 |
The Camp ?? ROOKS Commom Joy |
Love kissed me in a strange, untruthful hour, |
Later Days |
1925 |
In Time of War |
One night, when I was sleeping all alone, |
Later Days |
1925 |
The Journey |
Shall I have jealous thoughts to nurse, |
Later Days |
1925 |
The Poet and his Dog |
Still do I claim no man can reach |
Later Days |
1925 |
Politics & Society |
This life in London - what a waste |
Later Days |
1925 |
Literary Men |
When I went down past Charing Cross, |
Later Days |
1925 |
Works of Art |
When I went wandering far from home, |
Later Days |
1925 |
The Philosopher |
Who knows the perfect life on earth? |
Later Days |
1925 |
|
Her face is full of silent Pain- |
Love Poems |
1935 |
|
I count my pounds as three times two, |
Love Poems |
1935 |
|
I had a friend to smoke and drink, |
Love Poems |
1935 |
|
If woman's a delightful creature, |
Love Poems |
1935 |
|
Let us lie close, as lovers should, |
Love Poems |
1935 |
|
Love came about the Cuckoo's time, |
Love Poems |
1935 |
|
Love is the precious jewel in our Life, |
Love Poems |
1935 |
|
Love lights his fire to burn my Past- |
Love Poems |
1935 |
|
My silver love is shared by all, |
Love Poems |
1935 |
|
Our love this day is ten years old. |
Love Poems |
1935 |
|
She flies from my shadow, |
Love Poems |
1935 |
|
She pecks the earth for every second, |
Love Poems |
1935 |
|
Should her flirting prove a danger, |
Love Poems |
1935 |
|
Since Love cries out for money, still, |
Love Poems |
1935 |
|
Since music is Love's milk and keeps him strong, |
Love Poems |
1935 |
|
The bird that fills my ears with song, |
Love Poems |
1935 |
|
The seed-time of this lovely life, |
Love Poems |
1935 |
|
The Sun has his spots, the Moon has her shadows, |
Love Poems |
1935 |
|
This bag of cherries for my Love- |
Love Poems |
1935 |
|
To-day I acted Christ, |
Love Poems |
1935 |
|
Two spirits in two bodies, Love, |
Love Poems |
1935 |
|
When I was old, and she was young |
Love Poems |
1935 |
|
When Love has lost his bite and sting, |
Love Poems |
1935 |
|
Who is this man that, brain on fire, |
Love Poems |
1935 |
Moss
and Feather |
Pools
but reflect his shape and form, |
Moss and Feather |
1928 |
To Play Alone |
A Tom Tit clinging upside down, |
My Birds |
1933 |
On Finding a Dead Bird Under my Window |
Here you lie, with feathers cold and wet- |
My Birds |
1933 |
One Poet visits another |
His car was worth a thousand pounds and more, |
My Birds |
1933 |
Crumbs and Guineas |
How many plates of crumbs, my little friend, |
My Birds |
1933 |
Aye |
How many years since I, a wandering man, |
My Birds |
1933 |
Magpies |
I have an orchard near my house, |
My Birds |
1933 |
A Dog's Grave |
My dog lies dead and buried here, |
My Birds |
1933 |
A Bright Day |
My windows now are giant drops of dew, |
My Birds |
1933 |
Dreamers |
There was a poet once who died, |
My Birds |
1933 |
Flying Blossoms |
These butterflies, in twos and threes, |
My Birds |
1933 |
Wild Creatures |
They say wild creatures hide themselves, |
My Birds |
1933 |
Old And Crazy |
Though rising early with the Lark- |
My Birds |
1933 |
Owls |
What music, Lord, these birds must feel, |
My Birds |
1933 |
Breast To Breast |
What strange commotion, Love, |
My Birds |
1933 |
Voices of Scorn |
When I had thought my end was near, |
My Birds |
1933 |
|
When I was once a wandering man, |
My Birds |
1933 |
The Cuckoo |
When I was sitting near a stream, |
My Birds |
1933 |
A Lovely Day |
A cloudless path from East to West, |
My Garden |
1933 |
Bewitched |
Give me a night in June that's clear and quiet, |
My Garden |
1933 |
The Bee Lover |
He comes with a song, |
My Garden |
1933 |
Little Flower |
Little Flower, I hold you here, |
My Garden |
1933 |
One a Cold Day |
My sacrament of wine and broken bread |
My Garden |
1933 |
Logic |
My years to come are numbered on two hands, |
My Garden |
1933 |
The Dead |
Not till my spirit's naked and ashamed, |
My Garden |
1933 |
Drink |
Say that the House that makes our Laws |
My Garden |
1933 |
The Man of Moods |
Sometimes I blow and praise a bubble, |
My Garden |
1933 |
Eyes |
The owl has come |
My Garden |
1933 |
Bells |
The Worlds march on and circle in their place, |
My Garden |
1933 |
The River Severn |
This is the morning bright and clear, |
My Garden |
1933 |
The Vagabond |
Tormented day and night by fleas, |
My Garden |
1933 |
Sound and Light |
When I stand here alone at night, |
My Garden |
1933 |
Compensation |
When these sweet spirits, my most faithful friends, |
My Garden |
1933 |
Beggar's Luck |
Where did you sleep in the Country, Lad? |
My Garden |
1933 |
Dead Born |
A perfect child, with hands and feet, |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
Sweet Music |
Ah, Music! it doth sound more sweet |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
A Familiar Voice |
Ah, what fond memories that voice doth bring! |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
Vain Beauty |
Ah, what is Beauty but vain show- |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
Life |
Alone Beneath Heaven's roof I stand |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
Sweet Youth |
And art thou gone, sweet Youth? Say Nay! |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
The Milkmaid's Call |
As I walked down a lane this mom, |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
A Merry Hour |
As long as I see Nature near, |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
Australian Bill |
Australian Bill is dying fast, |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
School's Out |
Girls scream, |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
Go, Angry One |
Go, angry One, and let tears cold |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
The Boy |
Go, little boy, |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
The Sea |
Her cheeks were white, her eyes were wild, |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
A Maiden and Hair |
Her cruel hands go in and out, |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
Beauty's Danger |
How can she safely walk this earth, |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
A Life's Love |
How I do love to sit and dream |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
A Swallow that flew into the room |
I give thee back thy freedom, bird, |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
In Days Gone |
I had a sweet companion once, |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
The Muse |
I have no ale, |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
The Rain |
I hear leaves drinking rain; |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
|
I heard a voice methought was sweet; |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
|
I know not why thy beauty should I lie on joy's enchanted
ground: |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
The Daisy |
I Know not why thy beauty should remind me of the cold,dark
grave- |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
Nature's Moods |
I like the showers that make the grass so fresh, |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
Day's Balck Star |
Is it that small black star, |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
The Laughers |
Mary and Maud have met at the door, |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
Childhood's Hours |
My heart's a coffin cold, |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
Truly Great |
My walls outside must have some flowers, |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
The Sweetest Dream |
Nay, no more bitterness from me; |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
A lovely Woman |
Now I can see what Helen was: |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
Jenny |
Now I grow old, and flowers are weeds, |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
The Change |
Now Winter's here; he and his ghostly Winds |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
Joy and Pleasure |
Now, joy is born of parents poor, |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
A Happy Life |
O what a life is this I lead, |
Nature Poems |
1911 |
Tyrants |
Peace makes more slaves than savage war, |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
A Luckless Pair |
Poor, luckless Bee, this sunny morn; |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
Robin Redbreast |
Robin on a leafless bough |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
Nature's Friend |
Say what you like |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
The Moth |
Say, silent Moth, |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
The Wind |
Sometimes he roars among the leafy trees |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
City and Country |
The City has dull eyes, |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
The Battle |
There was a battle in her face, |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
March |
There's not one leaf can say to me |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
The Thieves |
Thieves, Death and Absence, come |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
Where We Differ |
To think my thoughts all hers |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
To a Butterfly |
We have met |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
The One Real Gem |
Wealth, Power and Fame -aye, even Love |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
A Vagrant's Life |
What art thou, Life, and what am I? |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
A Beggar's Life |
When farmers sweat and toil at ploughs, |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
The Trickster |
When first I left a town, |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
Early Morn |
When I did wake this morn from sleep |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
Money |
When I had money, money, O! |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
When I Returned |
When I returned to that great London Town, |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
A Summer's Noon |
White lily clouds |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
Waiting |
Who can abide indoors this morn, |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
The Cheat |
Yes, let the truth be heard, |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
Solitude |
Yes, Solitude indeed: for I can see |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
A Richer Freight |
You Nightingales, that came so far |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
The Two Lives |
Youth thinks green apples sweet, |
Nature Poems |
1908 |
The Calm |
A bird sings on yon apple
bough, |
New Poems |
1907 |
Parted |
Alack for life! |
New Poems |
1907 |
The Ways Of Time |
As far as my own
heart's concerned, |
New Poems |
1907 |
The Dying |
He fumbles in the clothes
for want of thought, |
New Poems |
1907 |
A Blind Child |
Her baby brother laughed
last night, |
New Poems |
1907 |
The Jolly Tramp |
I am a jolly tramp:
I whine to you, |
New Poems |
1907 |
A Safe Estate |
If I hear Robin sing
in mirth, |
New Poems |
1907 |
In June |
I'll enter into June's cool
house, |
New Poems |
1907 |
The Toothache |
Last night, though I
had fifty souls, |
New Poems |
1907 |
Music |
Let Fortune gift on gift besto |
New Poems |
1907 |
The Primrose |
No more, from now, called
pale and wan, |
New Poems |
1907 |
A Familiar Face |
O for an old familiar
face, |
New Poems |
1907 |
Ale |
O what a merry world I see |
New Poems |
1907 |
Violent To The Bee |
O you false knight
in shining mail, |
New Poems |
1907 |
Facts |
One night poor Jim had not a
sou, |
New Poems |
1907 |
New-Comers |
So many birds have come
along, |
New Poems |
1907 |
The Happiest Life |
Take from the present
hour its sweets; |
New Poems |
1907 |
Margery |
The Butterfly loves Mignonette, |
New Poems |
1907 |
The End Of Summer |
The Dandelion sails
away,- |
New Poems |
1907 |
Hope Abandoned |
The drinking man maybe
hath gold, and then |
New Poems |
1907 |
Wondering Brown |
There came a man to
sell his shirt, |
New Poems |
1907 |
Strange People |
There was a man I knew, |
New Poems |
1907 |
Scotty Bill |
There's 'Scotty' Bill,
four score of years, |
New Poems |
1907 |
The Distinction |
This Talent is a slip,
or shoot, |
New Poems |
1907 |
One We Love |
Thou miser, Time, who
gave to me |
New Poems |
1907 |
Time's Rule |
Time called me out of
a dark room |
New Poems |
1907 |
The Homeless Man |
Wake up yon wretch
in rags, |
New Poems |
1907 |
Catherine |
We children every morn would
wait |
New Poems |
1907 |
April |
What happy shouts the children
make, |
New Poems |
1907 |
The Forsaken Dead |
What tyrant starved
the living out, and kept |
New Poems |
1907 |
The Likeness |
When I came forth this
morn I saw |
New Poems |
1907 |
Whiskey |
Whiskey, thou blessed heaven
in the brain, |
New Poems |
1907 |
Saturday
Nights In The Slums |
Why do
I stare at faces, why, |
New Poems |
1907 |
The Lament of Age |
Why must I dig this
old mine still, |
New Poems |
1907 |
The Ox |
Why should I pause, poor beast,
to praise |
New Poems |
1907 |
The City's Ways |
Ye say the City stunts
the child, |
New Poems |
1907 |
No Careless Mind |
A granted joy
can make a careless mind, |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
Ships and Stars |
As soon as I began
to name a star, |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
Silver Hours |
Come, lovely Morning,
rich in frost |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
Come, Melancholy |
Come, Melancholy, come, Delight: |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
Old Friends |
Forgive me, World,
if I outlive my welcome; |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
The Poor |
Give them your silver,
let the poor |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
Trails |
He leaves his silver trail
behind, |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
Kiss and Blow |
He takes that woman
with his kiss, |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
The Visitor |
Her beauty is a wasted
thing, |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
Wonderful Places |
I am haunted
by wonderful places- |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
What Light? |
I know my Body well, |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
Old Autumn |
Is this old Autumn
standing here, |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
Loyalty |
Kings, who would have
good subjects, must |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
The Prayer
of Daft Harry |
Lord,
since this world is filled with fire, |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
A Prayer |
Lord, hear my morning's
prayer! |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
Bird and Cloud |
Lord, if that Cloud
still grows and swells, |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
A Sweeter Life |
No bitter tongue,
no grief for what is gone, |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
A Fleeting Wonder |
See where he
rides, all hot and fast- |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
The Legacy |
She died when I was
wild and young, |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
Epitaph
on John Keats |
Some poets
die consumed by love |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
Clocks |
Still comes no answer to
my greatest question- |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
Playmates |
That is your little
playmate, Jane, |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
The Chase |
The Moon his mare, all
silver-bright, |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
Age and Youth |
The music's dull
-I trust my Ears; |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
The World Dictates |
The World dictates
my life from day to day, |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
Here Am I |
The World has shared
my joy and pain, |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
Epitaph on
a Child |
They killed
her lamb, and no one wept, |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
No Place or Time |
This curly childhood
of the year, |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
Starlings |
This time of year, when
but the Robin sings, |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
The Enemy |
Though I am all for
warmth and light, |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
The Lady of
Light |
Though I must
sleep, and give my body rest, |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
Jewels |
Twice in one hour I've
seen this lovely Night, |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
Ourselves |
We live to read each
others' soul- |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
Flowers |
What favourite flowers
are mine, I cannot say- |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
When and Where |
What man was in
the Moon last night? |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
The Mourner |
When all your bitter
grief is gone, |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
Sick Minds |
When I am sick and
dark depression |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
Poison |
When this strange world
speaks ill of me, |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
A Child's Mint |
When young, I kissed a
miser man, |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
Mangers |
Who knows the name and
country now, |
Poems 1930-1931 |
1932 |
Love's Payment |
All fish and fowl, all fruit, and all you drink, |
Secrets |
1924 |
The Poet's Horse |
Come, show the world your mettle now, |
Secrets |
1924 |
The Two Stars |
Day has her star, as well as Night, |
Secrets |
1924 |
The Doll |
Dinah is young, and I am old; |
Secrets |
1924 |
Violet and Oak |
Down through the trees is my green walk- |
Secrets |
1924 |
Secrets |
Had I a secret plan by which, |
Secrets |
1924 |
Evil |
How often in my dreams have I beheld |
Secrets |
1924 |
The Joy of Life |
How sweet is Life, how beautiful, |
Secrets |
1924 |
Breath |
How those wet tombstones in the sun |
Secrets |
1924 |
Earth Love |
I love the earth through my two eyes, |
Secrets |
1924 |
When Love Is Young |
I, who had eyes to wander here and there, |
Secrets |
1924 |
Dust |
If Life is dust, is not dust Life? |
Secrets |
1924 |
The Meadow |
Leafy with little clouds, the sky |
Secrets |
1924 |
A Miracle |
Let women long for dainty things, |
Secrets |
1924 |
The Trick |
No answer, yet I called her name, |
Secrets |
1924 |
The Rabbit |
Not even when the early birds |
Secrets |
1924 |
The Fear |
Oft have I thought the Muse was dead, |
Secrets |
1924 |
The Cave |
Once, in that cave, I heard my breath: |
Secrets |
1924 |
At Night |
One night I heard a small, weak voice, |
Secrets |
1924 |
Leaves |
Peace to these little broken leaves, |
Secrets |
1924 |
The Rivals |
Pleasure is not the one I love: |
Secrets |
1924 |
The Rainbow |
Rainbows are lovely things: |
Secrets |
1924 |
See Where Young Love |
See where Young Love sits all alone, |
Secrets |
1924 |
To a Lady Friend |
Since you have turned unkind, |
Secrets |
1924 |
The Schemes of Love |
Sleeping in some green bower, and wrapped |
Secrets |
1924 |
The Pond |
So innocent, so quiet -yet |
Secrets |
1924 |
Our Longer Life |
Some little creatures have so short a life |
Secrets |
1924 |
My Garden |
The lilac in my garden comes to bloom, |
Secrets |
1924 |
Rogues |
The nearer unto Nature's heart I moved, |
Secrets |
1924 |
One Token |
The power was given at birth to me |
Secrets |
1924 |
The World Approves |
The shade and colour of her eyes can wait, |
Secrets |
1924 |
The Nature Lover |
The years passed by, and my pure love |
Secrets |
1924 |
In Spring-time |
There's many a pool that holds a cloud |
Secrets |
1924 |
Pity |
Though you are gone and I am left alone, |
Secrets |
1924 |
Cant |
What cant, oh, what hypocrisy |
Secrets |
1924 |
Down Underground |
What work is going on down underground, |
Secrets |
1924 |
Love, Like a Drop of Dew |
When I pass down the street and see |
Secrets |
1924 |
The Fates |
When I was lying sick in bed |
Secrets |
1924 |
The Snowflake |
When we are young and wake from sleep, |
Secrets |
1924 |
The Two Heavens |
When, with my window opened wide at night, |
Secrets |
1924 |
The Child and the Mariner |
A dear old couple my grandparents were, |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
Fairies, Take Care |
A thousand blessings, Puck, on you |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
A Woman's Glory |
A woman's glory is not hair, |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
The Posts |
A year's a post, on which |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
Ingratitude |
Am I a fool? |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
|
The Harvest Home's a home indeed; |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
The Sleepers |
As I walked down the waterside |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
Love's Happiness |
Blow, blow, thou Eastern wind, |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
The Winged Flower |
Bright Butterfly, |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
Day's That Have Been |
Can I forget the sweet days that have been |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
Seeking Beauty |
Cold winds can never freeze, nor thunder sour |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
Circumstance |
Down in the deep salt sea |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
Treasures |
He hailed me with a cheerful voice, |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
The Quarrel |
Hear me, thou proud, deceitful maid, |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
The Example |
Here's an example from |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
Love's Power |
I ask not of high tide or low, |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
A Mother's Science |
I heard a man once say this world |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
In The Wood |
I Lie On Joys's Enchanted Ground: |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
A Dream |
I met her in the leafy woods, |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
Sadness and Joy |
I pray you, Sadness, leave me soon, |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
The Happy Child |
I saw this day sweet flowers grow thick- |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
Man |
I saw Time running by- |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
The Stars At Work |
I see the busy stars at work, |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
The Flood |
I thought my true love slept; |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
To A Bore |
I walk to look, |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
Captives |
In this deep hollow, lying down, |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
The Little Man |
Last night I sat in thought, |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
Christ The Man |
Lord, I say nothing; I profess |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
The Bed-Sitting-Room |
Must I live here, with Scripture on my walls, |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
Sound and Grace |
My love laughs sweeter than a brook |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
Love and Immortality |
My wonder is the great bright sun, |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
The Elements |
No house of stone |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
O Happy Blackbird |
O happy Blackbird, happy soul, |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
The Power Of Music |
O those sweet notes, so soft and faint; that seemed |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
The heap Of Rags |
One night when I went down |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
Beauty's Revenge |
Proud Margery rang her peal of bells; |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
Self-Love |
She had two eyes as blue as Heaven, |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
Songs of Joy |
Sing out, my Soul, thy songs of joy; |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
The East In Gold |
Somehow this world is wonderful at times, |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
To Sparrows Fighting |
Stop, feathered bullies I |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
Fancy's Home |
Tell me, Fancy, sweetest child, |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
The Owl |
The boding Owl, that in despair |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
The Little Ones |
The little ones are put in bed, |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
The Temper Of A Maid |
The Swallow dives in yonder air, |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
To A Rich Lady |
Though thou hast silk to wear, and though |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
The Grey-Haired Child |
Thy father was a drunken man, |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
Leisure |
What is this life if, full of care, |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
Beauty's Bait |
When Beauty scents with love her bait, |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
Sheep |
When I was once in Baltimore, |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
Dreaming Of Death |
When I, awake, have thoughts of Death, |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
Days Too Short |
When primroses are out in Spring, |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
Shopping |
When thou hast emptied thy soft purse, |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
The Doubtful One |
When tigers flee from fire, the deer |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
The Two Flocks |
Where are you going to now, white sheep, |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
Rich Or Poor |
With thy true love I have more wealth |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
War |
Ye Liberals and Conservatives, |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
In May |
Yes, I will spend the livelong day |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
To A Working Man |
You working man of what avail |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
Slum Children |
Your songs at night a drunkard sings, |
Songs of Joy |
1911 |
Again I Sing |
Again I sing of thee, sweet youth: |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
Infancy |
Born to the world with my hands clenched, |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
Come, Let Me Close |
Come, let me close thine eyes with kisses |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
The Child and the Man |
Dreaming I was a child, |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
In a Garden |
Far from the sound of commerce, where the bees |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
The Signs |
Flowers white and red my garden has; |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
The Life Divine |
Give me the poet's life divine, |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
The Child Chatters |
Good morning to my dolly, first, |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
The Rev. Ebenezer Paul |
He begs from rich men for the poor, |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
The Bird of Paradise |
Here comes Kate Summers who, for gold, |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
Her Absence |
How rich hath Time become through her, |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
Early Spring |
How sweet this morning air in spring, |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
The Black Cloud |
Little flocks of peaceful clouds, |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
The Two Spirits |
My friend, mad drunk, struck at his foe, |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
In Silent Groves |
My walk is now in silent groves, |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
A Midsummer Night's Storm |
Night, Lightning, Thunder, Rain. |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
The Wanderer |
No morning breaks but he would pack, |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
Love's Youth |
Not only is my love a flower |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
The Best Friend |
Now shall I walk, |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
Stars |
One night I saw ten stars take wing- |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
The Dumb World |
Shall I collect for this world's eyes |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
The Dreaming Boy |
Sweet are thy dreams, thou happy, carelem boy; |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
A Great Time |
Sweet Chance, that led my steps abroad, |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
Sweet Child |
Sweet child, thou wast my bird by day, |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
Sweet Night |
Sweet Night, that like an angel comes |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
Heaven |
That paradise the Arab dreams, |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
The Collier's Wife |
The collier's wife had four tall sons |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
The Mind's Liberty |
The mind, with its own eyes and ears, |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
|
The small birds peck at apples ripe, |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
Nell Barnes |
They lived apart for three long years, |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
The Long Sleep |
They press the pillow their mother's face and head; |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
The Den |
They sleep together in one den, |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
The Hawk |
Thou dost not fly, thou art not perched, |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
A Fleeting Passion |
Thou shalt not laugh, thou shalt not romp, |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
The Moon |
Thy beauty haunts me heart and soul |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
Rich Days |
Welcome to you rich Autumn days, |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
Two Spring Songs |
What little bird is this that sings? |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
The Weeping Child |
What makes thee weep so, little child, |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
The Hermit |
What moves that lonely man is not the boom |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
On the Mountain |
When from this mighty mountain's top |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
When I am Old |
When I am old, and it is spring, |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
When I in Praise |
When I in praise of babies speak, |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
Near a Quiet Stream |
When musing near a quiet stream, |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
When on a Summer's Morn |
When on a summer's morn I wake, |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
This World |
Who dreams a sweeter life than this, |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
In the End |
With all thy gold, thou canst not make |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
Plants and Men |
You berries once, |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
The Emigrant |
Youth has no ties, |
The Bird of Paradise |
1914 |
A New World |
A new World calls,
in voices loud and strange, |
The Birth of Song |
1936 |
The Age of
Gold |
A silver shilling
for his white-haired Granny, |
The Birth of Song |
1936 |
Combing |
All for the sake of
lovely dreams, |
The Birth of Song |
1936 |
Named |
As I marched out one
day in Spring, |
The Birth of Song |
1936 |
Man |
Come, let us measure |
The Birth of Song |
1936 |
The Birth
Of Song |
I am as
certain of my song, |
The Birth of Song |
1936 |
Good Friends |
I brought two
friends to share my fire, |
The Birth of Song |
1936 |
To
W.S- On his Wonderful Toys |
Lend
me your precious toys, |
The Birth of Song |
1936 |
Broken Hearts |
My dog creeps
into my shadowed form, |
The Birth of Song |
1936 |
Tell
me, World, and Tell me, Nature |
No
spoilt, no pampered child am I, |
The Birth of Song |
1936 |
Catching
the Devil |
Not while
her charms are still in flower, |
The Birth of Song |
1936 |
The
Lilly of our Valley |
Once
on a time, in Pontypool, |
The Birth of Song |
1936 |
Success |
Sharpen your claws,
Pussy-cat, |
The Birth of Song |
1936 |
All's Well |
The cat has her
milk, |
The Birth of Song |
1936 |
The Witness |
The witness to
my document |
The Birth of Song |
1936 |
Love in Trouble |
The World
is poor, and Love is lonely, |
The Birth of Song |
1936 |
This is a Joy |
This is a joy
no laughter shakes, |
The Birth of Song |
1936 |
Scandal |
This is God's poorest
lambing-time, |
The Birth of Song |
1936 |
Street Criers |
When Poll stays
here, her Jack goes there, |
The Birth of Song |
1936 |
Song of
the Miners |
When starving
cattle see |
The Birth of Song |
1936 |
Rich Companions |
While I have
these two rich companions left, |
The Birth of Song |
1936 |
Father and
Son |
'While we enjoy
this meat, my Son, |
The Birth of Song |
1936 |
The Conquerors |
Who are these
men with quiet smiles- |
The Birth of Song |
1936 |
The Mongrel |
Your Laurel Hedge,
with its broad leaves, |
The Birth of Song |
1936 |
Wasted Hours |
How many buds
in this warm light |
The Hour of Magic |
1922 |
Wild Oats |
How slowly moves
the snail, that builds |
The Hour of Magic |
1922 |
Lamorna Cove |
I see at last
our great Lamorna Cove, |
The Hour of Magic |
1922 |
To a Fool |
If, when thy body's
end has come, |
The Hour of Magic |
1922 |
To Bacchus |
I'm none of those-
Oh Bacchus, blush! |
The Hour of Magic |
1922 |
Our Sussex
Downs |
My youth
is gone- my youth that laughed and yawned |
The Hour of Magic |
1922 |
The Grief
of Others |
Once more
I see the happy young |
The Hour of Magic |
1922 |
Impudence |
One morning, when
the world was gray and cold, |
The Hour of Magic |
1922 |
Joy |
Poor souls, who think
that joy is bought |
The Hour of Magic |
1922 |
The Portrait |
She sends her
portrait, as a swallow, |
The Hour of Magic |
1922 |
Pastures |
That grass is tender,
soft and sweet, |
The Hour of Magic |
1922 |
Two Women |
The midwife nearly
drowned my son, |
The Hour of Magic |
1922 |
The Trance |
The Moon is beautiful
this night: |
The Hour of Magic |
1922 |
The Hour
of Magic |
This is
the hour of magic, when the Moon |
The Hour of Magic |
1922 |
The Beautiful |
Three things
there are more beautiful |
The Hour of Magic |
1922 |
Strength |
What lies I read,
that men of strength |
The Hour of Magic |
1922 |
Her Merriment |
When I had met
my love the twentieth time, |
The Hour of Magic |
1922 |
A Thought |
When I look into
a glass, |
The Hour of Magic |
1922 |
A Woman's
History |
When Mary
Price was five years old, |
The Hour of Magic |
1922 |
The Collar |
Who taught fair
Cleopatra how to bring |
The Hour of Magic |
1922 |
Telling Fortunes |
'You'll have
a son,' the old man said- |
The Hour of Magic |
1922 |
The Last
Years |
A dog,
that has ten years of breath, |
The Loneliest Mountain |
1939 |
Taking Stock |
A pipe to
smoke, and ale that's mulled, |
The Loneliest Mountain |
1939 |
All in June |
A week ago
I had a fire, |
The Loneliest Mountain |
1939 |
Men That
Think |
Be damned,
you cheeks, be damned and sink; |
The Loneliest Mountain |
1939 |
A Cat's Example |
For three whole
days I and my cat |
The Loneliest Mountain |
1939 |
Music's Tragedy |
Had birds no season
for their precious songs, |
The Loneliest Mountain |
1939 |
Pride
and Humility |
He
passed me by in April, Lord, |
The Loneliest Mountain |
1939 |
Days and
Years |
How softly
now my Days go by- |
The Loneliest Mountain |
1939 |
The Dead
Tree |
I had a
cherry tree, one day, |
The Loneliest Mountain |
1939 |
The Tugged
Hand |
I have
no ears or eyes |
The Loneliest Mountain |
1939 |
A Change
Of Voice |
I heard
a Lady near my door |
The Loneliest Mountain |
1939 |
Armed For
War |
Is life
on Earth a viler thing |
The Loneliest Mountain |
1939 |
Following
a Bee |
Of primrose
boys |
The Loneliest Mountain |
1939 |
Trust |
Once I was wise
when, in my Youth, |
The Loneliest Mountain |
1939 |
The Mind
Speaks |
Poor
Body, sitting there so calm, |
The Loneliest Mountain |
1939 |
Common Joys |
See how those
diamonds splutter and choke- |
The Loneliest Mountain |
1939 |
Worms |
Silkworms have
dressed the fairest women, |
The Loneliest Mountain |
1939 |
The
Lonliest Mountain |
The
loneliest mountain, with no house or tree, |
The Loneliest Mountain |
1939 |
Nailsworth
Hill |
The Moon,
that peeped as she came up, |
The Loneliest Mountain |
1939 |
Life |
The quality of life
on earth |
The Loneliest Mountain |
1939 |
Silent Eyes |
There is
a bird that, in her throat, |
The Loneliest Mountain |
1939 |
Speed |
Think, Man of Flesh,
and be not proud |
The Loneliest Mountain |
1939 |
Woman |
We're but the Shadows
of these Women Suns, |
The Loneliest Mountain |
1939 |
The
Worm's Contempt |
What
do we earn for all our gentle grace? |
The Loneliest Mountain |
1939 |
Looks |
What knowledge
do my Ears provide, |
The Loneliest Mountain |
1939 |
That
Golden Time |
When
will it come, that golden time, |
The Loneliest Mountain |
1939 |
The Deed |
When I, made
merry with the wine, |
The Loneliest Mountain |
1939 |
Slippers |
When Youth is
gone, and Beauty too |
The Loneliest Mountain |
1939 |
The
Load Of Pearls |
Will
no one stop that Blackbird now, |
The Loneliest Mountain |
1939 |
|
Give her her ribbon, belt or scarf- |
The Lovers' Song-Book |
1933 |
|
How strange that Love should be like this, |
The Lovers' Song-Book |
1933 |
|
If my last thoughts contain no wish |
The Lovers' Song-Book |
1933 |
|
One kiss to open up the day, |
The Lovers' Song-Book |
1933 |
|
Ten Junes to hear the Nightingale, |
The Lovers' Song-Book |
1933 |
|
The healthiest place for Love is here, |
The Lovers' Song-Book |
1933 |
|
The healthiest trees bear fruits that fail, |
The Lovers' Song-Book |
1933 |
|
The laws of Beauty and its patterns |
The Lovers' Song-Book |
1933 |
|
The Peacock, that fine-feathered bird, |
The Lovers' Song-Book |
1933 |
|
Though bees have stings, I doubt if any bee |
The Lovers' Song-Book |
1933 |
|
Though I sit brooding here, with my eyes closed, |
The Lovers' Song-Book |
1933 |
|
What can I find in my wild orchard, |
The Lovers' Song-Book |
1933 |
|
What can I find in the city shops, |
The Lovers' Song-Book |
1933 |
|
What glorious sunsets have their birth |
The Lovers' Song-Book |
1933 |
|
When Love is strong in married couples, |
The Lovers' Song-Book |
1933 |
|
When she threatened to leave me, |
The Lovers' Song-Book |
1933 |
|
When we forget, that Nature gives |
The Lovers' Song-Book |
1933 |
|
When we're together, how the moments fly! |
The Lovers' Song-Book |
1933 |
|
Who would not be a poet, when |
The Lovers' Song-Book |
1933 |
|
Why did we think no power in Heaven |
The Lovers' Song-Book |
1933 |
|
Workhouse and Bedlam, Refuge, Den, |
The Lovers' Song-Book |
1933 |
The Flirt |
A pretty game, my girl, |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
The Song of Life |
A sneeze from Time gives Life its little breath; |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
A Bird's Anger |
A summer's
morning that has but one voice; |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
Her Mouth and Mine |
As I lay dreaming, open-eyed, |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
The Clock |
Every tick and every
tock |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
Comfort |
From my own kind I only learn |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
Worm-Proof |
"Have I not bored your teeth," said Time, |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
The Force of Love |
Have I now found an angel in Unrest, |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
The Coming
of Spring |
How I
have watched thy coming, Spring, |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
How Kind
is Sleep |
How kind
is sleep, how merciful: |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
To-day |
I have no hopes, I have
no fears, |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
Love Speechless |
I look on Nature
and my thoughts, |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
The Coming
of Peace |
It was
the night when we expected news from France, |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
Let Me Confess |
Let me confess, before I die, |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
Love Impeached |
Listen for pity
-I impeach |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
A Song |
My love has gone long
since, |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
Bird and Brook |
My song, that's
bird-like in its kind, |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
The Mint |
Nature has made my mind a mint, |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
Now That She Gives |
Now that she gives my love consent, |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
Oh, Sweet
Content! |
Oh, sweet
content, that turns the labourer's sweat |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
The Truth |
Since I have seen
a bird one day, |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
Love's Caution |
Tell them,
when you are home again, |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
The Rat |
"That woman there
is almost dead, |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
The Dog |
The dog was there,
outside her door, |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
Trees |
They ask me where the
Temple stands, |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
Love's Silent Hour |
This is Love's silent hour, before the tongue |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
The Captive Lion |
Thou that in fury with thy knotted tail |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
April's Lambs |
'Though I was
born in April's prime, |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
What County? |
What county sends
me this surprise, |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
A Child's Pet |
When I sailed
out of Baltimore, |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
When Leaves
Begin |
When leaves
begin to show their heads, |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
The Villain |
While joy gave
clouds the light of stars, |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
Passion's
Hounds |
With mighty
leaps and bounds, |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
The Cat |
Within that porch,
across the way, |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
You
Interfering Ladies |
You
interfering ladies, you |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
One Thing
Wanting |
'Your life
was hard with mangling clothes, |
The Song of Life |
1920 |
The Song Of
Love |
The oak bears
little acorns, yet |
The Song of Love |
1926 |
A Drinking Song |
A Bee goes mumbling homeward pleased, |
The Soul's Destroyer |
1907 |
Love's Coming |
An hour or more she's gone, |
The Soul's Destroyer |
1907 |
Autumn |
Autumn grows old; he, like some simple one, |
The Soul's Destroyer |
1907 |
Death |
Beauty'll be no fairer than |
The Soul's Destroyer |
1907 |
In A Lodging House |
'Get to thy room,' a voice told me, |
The Soul's Destroyer |
1907 |
The Prover |
If Life gives friends, |
The Soul's Destroyer |
1907 |
Sleep |
Life's angel half, sweet Sleep, |
The Soul's Destroyer |
1907 |
The Soul's Destroyer |
London! What utterance the mind finds here! |
The Soul's Destroyer |
1907 |
The Lodging House Fire |
My birthday -yesterday, |
The Soul's Destroyer |
1907 |
The Hill-side Park |
Some banks cropped close, and lawns smooth mown and green, |
The Soul's Destroyer |
1907 |
Beauty's Light |
Think not her face is patched with pink, |
The Soul's Destroyer |
1907 |
Lines To A Sparrow |
What shall we call thee -mouse o' the air, |
The Soul's Destroyer |
1907 |
Love Absent |
Where wert thou, love, when from Twrn Barlum turned |
The Soul's Destroyer |
1907 |
Saints And Lodgers |
Ye Saints, that sing in rooms above, |
The Soul's Destroyer |
1907 |
Drinking Song |
Ah, Life, we are no sooner dressed |
True Travellers |
1923 |
Song |
Around that waist, scarce bigger than my neck, |
True Travellers |
1923 |
Beggar's Song |
Good people keep their holy day, |
True Travellers |
1923 |
Song |
Her body's a fine house, |
True Travellers |
1923 |
Song |
I could not love him more- |
True Travellers |
1923 |
Song |
Men that have strength to rule their sex |
True Travellers |
1923 |
Song |
Night is the only time I live, |
True Travellers |
1923 |
Now That The Tears |
Now that the tears of love have reached |
True Travellers |
1923 |
Song |
On what sweet banks were thy pure fancies fed, |
True Travellers |
1923 |
Song |
See how the glow-worm's light is found |
True Travellers |
1923 |
Chorus |
The woods and banks of England now, |
True Travellers |
1923 |
Song |
The world may charge a man with sin, |
True Travellers |
1923 |
When Autumn's Fruit |
When Autumn's fruit is packed and stored, |
True Travellers |
1923 |
Song |
When diamonds, nibbling in my ears, |
True Travellers |
1923 |
Song |
Where she is now, I cannot say- |
True Travellers |
1923 |
Song |
Who bears in mind misfortunes gone, |
True Travellers |
1923 |
Song |
With thy strong tide of beauty I must go, |
True Travellers |
1923 |
Song |
Without contentment, what is life? |
True Travellers |
1923 |