Poems by William Henry Davies
Money
... I dared Not speak to let this false world know ...
Nell Barnes
... She could not eat, and broke her heart -- ...
Rich Days
... With blue-black damsons, yellow plums, ...
Rich or Poor
... Where he makes kings lay down their crowns ...
No Master
... Which in his purse-proud throat would stick ...
Sadness and Joy
... Therefore sweet Sadness, leave me soon, ...
Seeking Beauty
... The banks are stormed by Speedwell, that blue flower ...
Songs of Joy
... And he is near.Strive not for gold, for greedy fools ...
Sweet Stay-at-Home
... Sweet Well-content, sweet Love-one-place, ...
The Best Friend
... "Dance," Pleasure screams ...
The Bird of Paradise
... Perched on the bed-post there!' "I asked her would she like some grapes, ...
The Boy
... Or butterfly; And in that faith ...
The Child and the Mariner
... for his face Looked like the drowned man's in the morgue, when it ...
The Dark Hour
... A lovely white.The little birds are full of joy, ...
The Example
... A Butterfly; That on a rough, hard rock ...
