Poems

On Moonlit Heath and Lonesome Bank On moonlit heath and lonesome bank The sheep beside me graze; And yon the gallows used to clank Fast by […]

On the Idle Hill of Summer On the idle hill of summer, Sleepy with the flow of streams, Far I hear the steady drummer Drumming like […]

On Wenlock Edge The Wood’s In Trouble On Wenlock Edge the wood’s in trouble; His forest fleece the Wrekin heaves; The gale, it plies the saplings […]

On Your Midnight Pallet Lying On your midnight pallet lying, Listen, and undo the door: Lads that waste the light in sighing In the dark should […]

Others, I Am Not the First Others, I am not the first, Have willed more mischief than they durst: If in the breathless night I too […]

Reveille Wake: the silver dusk returning Up the beach of darkness brims, And the ship of sunrise burning Strands upon the eastern rims. Wake: the vaulted […]

Say, Lad, Have You Things to Do? Say, lad, have you things to do? Quick then, while your day’s at prime. Quick, and if ’tis work […]

Shot? So Quick, So Clean an Ending? Shot? so quick, so clean an ending? Oh that was right, lad, that was brave: Yours was not an […]

Stars Stars, I have seen them fall, But when they drop and die No star is lost at all From all the star-sown sky. The toil […]

Tell me not here, it needs not saying Tell me not here, it needs not saying, What tune the enchantress plays In aftermaths of soft September […]