Poems by Robert Laurence Binyon
Koya San
... It seemed that from Times beginning he had stood there ...
Vigil
... Breathed like a secret from the glimmering shore ...
A Mothers Song
... On your trembling heart--strings play ...
"The shrines of old are broken down"
... Nothing's strange, and nought unknown: ...
Past And Future
... We write The End where fate has scarce begun ...
February Night
... It seems, in the old earth's deep--flowering heart ...
Wind At Midnight
... Cries this dumb passion, strains this wrestle of wild will, ...
The Unreturning Spring
... And were killed in the minds of the dead ...
Ezekiel
... Timed and measured, each to its intricate function, ...
The Night Walk
... In a world of stumbling and darkness ...
The Chestnut
... Yet in the soft--hung leaves a splendour lies, ...
Ricordi
... Beat clothes in a glittering brook: ...
Sirmione
... They throng, they reign, they droop, they bloom, they glow ...
Flower And Voice
... Those delicate rare petals, all storm--thrilled, ...
The Bowl Of Water
... Which those young hands, with the drops bright on them, ...
