Poems by Charles Kingsley
A Parable From Liebig
... 'Oh faith it grows cold, and the creeds they grow old, ...
The Priest's Heart
... Yet charm me May Carleton's eyes from the heart ...
A March
... As we pledge the health of our general, who fares as rough as we: ...
The Old, Old Song
... Young blood must have its course, lad, ...
A New Forest Ballad
... She went and went through the broad gray lawns ...
Ode To The North-East Wind
... Drives our English hearts of oak ...
Juventus Mundi
... 'Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet you, sweet you, ...
The Oubit
... Tak' warning then, young poets a', by this poor oubit's shame ...
The Longbeard's Saga: A.D. 400
... Cloth-yarn, and rings, and beeves: ...
Drifting Away: A Fragment
... (Written for music to be sung at a parish industrial exhibition) ...
Qu'est Qu'il Dit'
... Laisse en paix le beau garcon plaider et vaincre- ...
Frank Leigh's Song: A.D. 1586
... Why flesh them, traitress, in this faithful heart ...
The Starlings
... 'Ah that sweet March month, when we and our mates were courting merrily ...
Andromeda
... no foeman Winning with strokes of the sword such a prize, would so leave it behind ...
The Knight's Leap: A Legend of Altenar
... Then the old saddle tree, which has borne me of yore, ...
