Poems by Sydney Thompson Dobell
Home, Wounded
... And all the tedious taskèd toil of the difficult long endeavour ...
An Evening Dream
... A run and a cheer, the Highlanders are here! a gallop and a cheer, the light horse are here! ...
A Nuptial Eve
... She sings, with trembling hand on trembling lute-strings laid:- ...
A Shower In War-Time
... And leaves long dead leap up and dance their ghastly round ...
Where Are You Poets?
... That England may again deserve to lead Mankind ...
On Love And Beauty: I: To A Promessa Sposa
... Transfigures the green tree, its time of fruit is nigh ...
Poland - Italy - Hungary
... In twain; and Kingdoms long since low and cold, ...
Voxpopuli
... Withheld his hand till the bruised wretch had told ...
Dead-Maid's-Pool
... Repaid in one wild hour of sobs, and smiles, and tears ...
To Mrs. J.S. Blackie
... Where childhood, youth, and age are unity in man ...
The Snowdrop In The Snow
... In what hour The flood abates thou wilt have closed thy wings ...
To The Same
... Finds even his common speech a little keep the time ...
Childless
... With eyes so wan and wide, what! knowest thou where ...
Epitaph II
... She showed him more than mortal man should know, ...
The Roman: A Dramatic Poem
... n. The Monk, Vittorio Santo, and a few of his chosen followers (among them 'The Mother' of Scene VI ...
