Poems

The Progress of Spring THE groundflame of the crocus breaks the mould, Fair Spring slides hither o’er the Southern sea, Wavers on her thin stem the […]

The Revenge – A Ballad of the Fleet At Flores in the Azores Sir Richard Grenville lay, And a pinnace, like a fluttered bird, came flying […]

The Ringlet ‘Your ringlets, your ringlets, That look so golden-gay, If you will give me one, but one, To kiss it night and day, The never […]

The Skipping-Rope SURE never yet was antelope Could skip so lightly by. Stand off, or else my skipping-rope Will hit you in the eye. How lightly […]

The Splendor Falls The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes And the wild cataract […]

The Talking Oak Once more the gate behind me falls; Once more before my face I see the moulder’d Abbey-walls, That stand within the chace. Beyond […]

The War There is a sound of thunder afar, Storm in the south that darkens the day, Storm of battle and thunder of war, Well, if […]

Tithonus The woods decay, the woods decay and fall, The vapours weep their burthen to the ground, Man comes and tills the field and lies beneath, […]

To E. Fitzgerald: Tiresias OLD FITZ, who from your suburb grange, Where once I tarried for a while, Glance at the wheeling orb of change, And […]

To J. S. The wind, that beats the mountain, blows More softly round the open wold, And gently comes the world to those That are cast […]