Poems by William Ernest Henley
Here They Trysted, And Here They Strayed
... Here they trysted, here they strayed, ...
London Types: Hawker
... Some penn'orth of wit-in-fact that, with a grin, ...
Arabian Night's Entertainments
... And behold! Questing therefrom, you knew not what wild tide ...
Grave
... (Hark! how those plangent comforters call and cry!) ...
Prologue
... In the young life that round us leaps and laughs, ...
Scherzando
... The windows, with their fleeting, flickering fires, ...
Time And The Earth
... Through the tents of his children, ...
The Ways Are Green
... O, the shadows that fleet o'er the springing wheat! ...
In Fisherrow
... Nor seems their picked, stern, old-world quaintness wrong ...
Casualty
... Stood and looked and sighed a little, ...
The Skies Are Strown With Stars
... Clanks glowing through the stillness: ...
Suicide
... In his broad face, tanned and bloodless, ...
A Desolate Shore
... Crawls free of their secrets, and their broken sides ...
London Types: Bus Driver
... he treats With scoffing calm whatever powers there be ...
Under A Stagnant Sky
... Where life and life might live life lost in life ...
