Poems by William Morris
A Death Song
... Their gay-lit halls shut out the skies that darken ...
In Prison
... t tether'd, hands fetter'dFast to the stone,The grim walls, square-letter'dWith prison'd men's groan ...
Atalanta's Race
... Thou still may'st woo her ere thou com'st to die,"Like him that on this day thou sawest lie dead ...
Autumn
... Nought but rest seems good to me, ...
Day
... Through me the World's tale quickeneth ...
Earth the Healer, Earth the Keeper
... Who bear the gifts that heal:A crown for him that winneth, ...
Flora
... And while Earth's little ones are fain ...
For the Bed at Kelmscott
... And ye in me And scarce dare move, ...
Iceland First Seen
... The last of that waste of the mountains all cloud-wreathed and snow-flecked and grey, ...
In Arthur's House
... Sir Gawain, when I hear thy voice!"Then Lancelot laughed: "Thou knowest us then ...
King Arthur's Tomb
... Dies the next morning, struck through by the fangs!"Banner, and sword, and shield, you dare not die, ...
Love is enough
... Yet their hands shall not tremble, their feet shall not falter ...
Love's Gleaning Tide
... Say; Let the world wax cold and drear, ...
March
... Thou first redresser of the winter's wrong!Yea, welcome March! and though I die ere June, ...
Mine and Thine
... All free, nought owned of goods and gear, ...
