Poems by John Masefield
Mother Carey (As told Me by the Bo'sun)
... She's a fine gell to look at, but the hitch is, ...
A Night At Dago Tom's
... " When the old blind fiddler played the tune of "Pipe the Watch Below," ...
The Blacksmith
... thingsBy which men dominate and pierceThe iron-imprisoned universeWhere angels lie with banded wings ...
Blown Hilcote Manor
... brick--with earlier stone,Fair, but unhappy, being overgrownWith all the greenness Summer ever grew ...
Cape Horn Gospel -- I
... nd and shipwrecks,And old bones eaten bare,And them cold fishy femalesWith long green weeds for hair ...
[Let that which is to come be as it may...]
... ot tell,But the blind planet will wander through her rangeBearing men like us who will serve as well ...
Posted as Missing
... hinking of the sailor-men who sang among the crowd,Hoisting of her topsails when she sailed so proud ...
The Racer
... the StraightWith all its thousands roaring at the goal, He laughed, he took the moment for his mate ...
Reynard the Fox; or, The Ghost Heath Run
... in the night With moonlight fallen in pools of light, The long dead leaves on the ground were rimed ...
The River
... overts lone,Where, among moonlit beauty, slaughter is,Filling the marvellous night with myriad groan ...
Spanish Waters
... silver that has mouldered there for yearsBy the loud surf of Los Muertos which is beating in my ears ...
[There is no God, as I was taught in youth...]
... ep over deepMade of men's souls that bodies have set free,Floods to a Justice though it seems asleep ...
Vagabond
... An' why I live, an' why the old world spins, Are things I never knowed ...
Waste
... r bed than clay,All are as blossoms blowing down the wind,Things the old envious villain sweeps away ...
