The Lane
Some day, I think, there will be people enough In Froxfield to pick all the blackberries Out of the hedges […]
Poems in English
Some day, I think, there will be people enough In Froxfield to pick all the blackberries Out of the hedges […]
There are so many things I have forgot, That once were much to me, or that were not, All lost, […]
THE rock-like mud unfroze a little, and rills Ran and sparkled down each side of the road Under the catkins […]
Like the touch of rain she was On a man’s flesh and hair and eyes When the joy of walking […]
Rain, midnight rain, nothing but the wild rain On this bleak hut, and solitude, and me Remembering again that I […]
The green elm with the one great bough of gold Lets leaves into the grass slip, one by one, The […]
The flowers left thick at nightfall in the wood This Eastertide call into mind the men, Now far from home, […]
Out of us all That make rhymes Will you choose Sometimes – As the winds use A crack in a […]
As the team’s head-brass flashed out on the turn The lovers disappeared into the wood. I sat among the boughs […]
Old Man, or Lads-Love, – in the name there’s nothing To one that knows not Lads-Love, or Old Man, The […]
Dark is the forest and deep, and overhead Hang stars like seeds of light In vain, though not since they […]
The dim sea glints chill. The white sun is shy, And the skeleton weeds and the never-dry, Rough, long grasses […]
TALL nettles cover up, as they have done These many springs, the rusty harrow, the plough Long worn out, and […]
THE long small room that showed willows in the west Narrowed up to the end the fireplace filled, Although not […]
Women he liked, did shovel-bearded Bob, Old Farmer Hayward of the Heath, but he Loved horses. He himself was like […]
Yes, I remember Adlestrop The name, because one afternoon Of heat the express-train drew up there Unwontedly. It was late […]