Author: Arthur Hugh Clough

“Old things need not be therefore true,” O brother men, nor yet the new; Ah! still awhile the old thought […]

What we, when face to face we see The Father of our souls, shall be, John tells us, doth not […]

Ye flags of Piccadilly, Where I posted up and down, And wished myself so often Well away from you and […]

Across the sea, along the shore, In numbers more and ever more, From lonely hut and busy town, The valley […]

SAY not the struggle naught availeth, The labour and the wounds are vain, The enemy faints not, nor faileth, And […]