War poems
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Life's Offices.
© Robert Crawford
Most of life's offices may overlap,
And form a covert for the growth of thought;
But there are some no thought and no device
May ever join; or if perchance they do,
Praise O Doset
© William Barnes
We Do'set, though we mid be hwomely,
Be'nt asheäm'd to own our pleäce;
The Pleasures of Memory - Part I.
© Samuel Rogers
Twilight's soft dews steal o'er the village-green,
With magic tints to harmonize the scene.
Still'd is the hum that thro' the hamlet broke,
When round the ruins of their antient oak
The Voyage of Telegonus
© Henry Kendall
Ill fares it with the man whose lips are set
To bitter themes and words that spite the gods;
Twilight In The North
© Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
O THE long northern twilight between the day and the night,
When the heat and the weariness of the world are ended quite:
When the hills grow dim as dreams, and the crystal river seems
Like that River of Life from out the Throne where the blessèd walk in white.
The Pennsylvania Pilgrim
© John Greenleaf Whittier
The Pennsylvania Pilgrim
Never in tenderer quiet lapsed the day
From Pennsylvania's vales of spring away,
Where, forest-walled, the scattered hamlets lay
The Ninth Olympic Ode Of Pindar
© Henry James Pye
EPODE III.
From hence the skilful well might find
The impatience of Patroclus' mind:
Achilles, therefore, with parental care,
Advis'd him ne'er alone to tempt the war.
Epistle From Mr. Murray To Dr. Polidori
© George Gordon Byron
Dear Doctor, I have read your play,
Which is a good one in its way,
Purges the eyes and moves the bowels,
And drenches handkerchiefs like towels
Auld Maitland
© Andrew Lang
There lived a king in southern land,
King Edward hight his name;
Unwordily he wore the crown,
Till fifty years were gane.
A Sicilian Idyll
© Thomas Sturge Moore
Cydilla
Thanks, Damon; now, by Zeus, thou art so brisk,
It shames me that to stoop should try my bones.
The Giant In Glee
© Victor Marie Hugo
Ho, warriors! I was reared in the land of the Gauls;
O'er the Rhine my ancestors came bounding like balls
Of the snow at the Pole, where, a babe, I was bathed
Ere in bear and in walrus-skin I was enswathed.
Jerusalem Delivered - Book 01 - part 05
© Torquato Tasso
LVI
Guascher and Raiphe in valor like there was.
Jerusalem Delivered - Book 01 - part 07
© Torquato Tasso
LXXXVI
"I see," quoth he, "some expectation vain,
The Ballad of the Rousabout
© Henry Lawson
Some take the track for faith in mensome take the track for doubt
Some flee a squalid home to work their own salvation out.
Some dared not see a mothers tears nor meet a fathers face
Born of good Christian families some leap, head-long, from Grace.
Marching To Germany
© Jessie Pope
SWING along together, lads ; we'll have a little song,
Kits won't be so heavy and the way won't be so long.
We're goin' to cook " the Sossiges," to cook 'em hot and strong
While we go marching to Germany.
War
© John Le Gay Brereton
Silence the crackle and thunder of battling guns,
And drive your men to strategy of peace;
Crush ere its birth the hell-begotten crime;
Still theres a war that no true warrior shuns,
That knows no mercy, looks for no surcease,
But ghastlier battles, victories more sublime.
The Beatific Vision
© Gilbert Keith Chesterton
Through what fierce incarnations, furled
In fire and darkness, did I go,
Ere I was worthy in the world
To see a dandelion grow?
