Poems by Robert Laurence Binyon
The Builders
... That from the down--weighed breast and aching knees ...
John Winter
... He bade them each good--night, and kissed ...
For The Fallen
... As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness, ...
Numbers
... You body yourselves in the stars, inscrutable dancers, ...
The Bacchanal Of Alexander
... and now Soul--flushed through radiant limbs, a man transfigured stands ...
Douro
... and we hear The sound of soft bells, and cries faint or near ...
Companions
... it is there In the midst of light speech and forgetfulness, ...
Red Night
... Seven shapes of men are sunken, heads upon hands bowed ...
Louvain - To Dom Brunt Destrtt, O.S.B.
... Your cloister looked from Caesar's rampart, high ...
S. Francesco Del Deserto
... within, Cool the white cloister keeps ...
The Sibyls
... I saw Processions of the homeless crawling into the distances ...
Adversaries
... She comes From the wild Earth, that hums ...
The Voices Of The Ocean
... Radiant, hurrying delight of crests that dance and advance, ...
Glorous Heart
... Lo, with strong hands arming for thee, ...
The Wharf On ThamesSide; Winter Dawn
... And they pass Nameless, in thousands, with their mysteries, by us ...
