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Born in May 30, 1835 / Died in June 2, 1913 / United Kingdom / English

Poems by Alfred Austin

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Poet’s Corner

... Their prayers were breathed to unscaled crags, ...

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The Passing Of Spring

... Then the windflower looked through the crumbling mould, ...

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Dedication To Lady Windsor

... To where, all flushed with the morning glow, ...

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Good-Night!

... Good-night! Good-night! The hawk is in his nest, ...

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A November Note

... for whom? Deem you that it is Spring, ...

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When Runnels Began To Leap And Sing

... With a log for his hearth in his chilblained hand, ...

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All Hail To The Czar!

... Lo! it swoops towards the beach, and they greet it with cries ...

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The Poet And The Muse

... But when once you have paired and built your nest, ...

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"`Father, farewell! Be not distressed"

... `Father, farewell! Be not distressed, ...

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A Fragment

... 'Gainst love time wages bootless strife, ...

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"`The smiling slopes with olive groves bedecked"

... Spectral and white, as though the air were flecked ...

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Pax Britannica

... In peace Spring freed her flocks and showered her grain, ...

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The Human Tragedy ACT IV

... or, instead, You might, so please you, whittle wood for splint, ...

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"Why should I, from this long and losing strife "

... Nay, though defrauded, then deem theirs the debt ...

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When I Am Gone

... Shall watch your mirth, shall catch your smile, ...