Poems by Alfred Austin
Invocation
... And the lithe swallow circles her rose-white walls, ...
At Shelleys House At Lerici
... As I speak, The teardrops tremble on your cheek, ...
A Birthday Present
... `Yours should be winning ways that make Love live, ...
Lost
... Oh, shouldst thou find her on the golden beach ...
A Defence Of English Spring
... In that fair tract 'twixt hill and main, ...
Impromptu
... For your sweet lips are closed by Death's relentlessness ...
To The Autumn Wind
... But rustling drift and dripping mould ...
Two Visions
... Women brave-limbed, sound-lunged, full-breasted, ...
Love's Blindness
... The heavens expand, the earth grows less and less, ...
The Haymakers Song
... Clink, jugs, clink! Now here s to him that stacks it, ...
At His Grave
... Whose oil hath long run dry! But he, unwitting youth once flown, ...
Agatha
... To hearth where love hath ceasd to blaze: ...
At Vaucluse
... '' Yet there's strange softness in the skies: ...
An Answer
... Nor pearls, that now are corals, of the thorn ...
The Human Tragedy ACT III
... while some Sweet flowers drew forth from bosoms yet more sweet, ...
