Poems

Dora It was, I well remember, the merry springtime when Young Dora in the eventide came singing up the glen, And the song came up the […]

Early Summer ’Tis the early summer season, when the skies are clear and blue; When wide warm fields are glad with corn as green as ever […]

Ecce Homo A man of sorrows and with grief acquainted, He bowed His beauteous head to the rude hands Of Pilate’s hireling bands; And while beneath […]

Forward Ho! Forward ho! Forward ho! Soldiers of liberty, Hope on; fight on; till man’s whole race shall be Free of all good under heaven’s wide […]

Fragments from ‘Genius Lost’ Prelude I SEE the boy-bard neath life’s morning skies, While hope’s bright cohorts guess not of defeat, And ardour lightens from his […]

Greatness That man is truly great, and he alone Who venerates, of present things or past The absolute only,—is the liege of none Save God and […]

Hope On Power’s a cheat, success but trying, Even pleasure bears a sting; Still ’tis useless, useless sighing, Rather list to Hope replying— “The flowers must […]

How Full of God How full of God those evening skies, Arrayed in calmest loveliness; But ah! To think how many eyes Are wet with weeping […]

Humanity I dreamed I was a sculptor, and had wrought Out of a towering adamantine crag A mighty figure, stately, giant-limbed, And with the face of […]

John Heki Should Switzerland’s rude rocks be held the throne Of freedom (sanctioned there by God to quell All proud invaders, Gessler-like o’erthrown!) Because the echoes […]