War poems
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"A Brave Refrain"
© James Whitcomb Riley
When the skillet seethes, and a blubbering hot
Tilts the lid of the coffee-pot,
And the scent of the buckwheat cake grows plain--
O then is the time for a brave refrain!
Ode To Liberty
© Percy Bysshe Shelley
Yet, Freedom, yet, thy banner, torn but flying,
Streams like a thunder-storm against the wind.--BYRON.
I.
A glorious people vibrated again
Rose Mary
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
Of her two fights with the Beryl-stone
Lost the first, but the second won.
The Death Of Adam
© Robert Laurence Binyon
Cedars, that high upon the untrodden slopes
Of Lebanon stretch out their stubborn arms,
Through all the tempests of seven hundred years
Fast in their ancient place, where they look down
Report To Crazy Horse
© William Stafford
Crazy Horse, tell me if I am right:
these are the things we thought we were
doing something about.
Svanhvit's Colloquy
© Per Daniel Amadeus Atterbom
What countless paths wind down, from divers points,
To yonder city gates!--Oh, wilt not thou,
My star, appear to me on one of them?
Whate'er I said,--thou art my worshiped sun.
Then pardon me;--thou art not cold; oh, no!
Too warm, too glowing warm, art thou for me.
The Golden Legend: III. A Street In Strasburg
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
_Crier of the dead (ringing a bell)._ Wake! wake!
All ye that sleep!
Pray for the Dead!
Pray for the Dead!
Battle Of Brunanburgh
© Alfred Tennyson
Theirs was a greatness
Got from their Grandsires-
Theirs that so often in
Strife with their enemies
Struck for their hoards and their hearths and their homes.
Love's Reveller.
© Robert Crawford
Hard have you won her, and must hold as fast!
She is Love's reveller those tawny eyes
Are up and down still in warm passion cast,
And woe betide the soul whom they surprise!
Ballad of Queensland
© Anonymous
Oh! don't you remember Black Alice, Sam Holt -
Black Alice so dusky and dark -
Blades
© Padraic Colum
But no one drew meaning from the song
As he made an equal edge along
One side of the blade and the other one,
And polished the surface till it shone.
Sonnets of the Empire: Australia 1914
© Archibald Thomas Strong
The Night is thick with storm and driving cloud,
Lurid at instants through the blackness break
The Vision Of Echard
© John Greenleaf Whittier
The Benedictine Echard
Sat by the wayside well,
Where Marsberg sees the bridal
Of the Sarre and the Moselle.
A Book of Dreams: Part II
© George MacDonald
A great church in an empty square,
A place of echoing tones;
Feet pass not oft enough to wear
The grass between the stones.
A National Song for Australia Felix
© Anonymous
Dark over the face of Nature sublime
Reign'd tyranny, warfare, and every crime;
The world a desert - no oasis green
A man-loving soul on its surface had seen;
The Hostile Brothers
© Heinrich Heine
Yonder, on the mountain summit,
Lies the castle wrapped in night;
In the valley gleam the sparkles
Struck from clashing swords in fight.
The Angel In The House. Book I. Canto VI.
© Coventry Kersey Dighton Patmore
IV A Riddle Solved
Kind souls, you wonder why, love you,
When you, you wonder why, love none.
We love, Fool, for the good we do,
Not that which unto us is done!
