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He fell among Thieves, by Henry Newbolt
'YE have robb'd,' said he, 'ye have slaughter'd and made an end,
Take your ill-got plunder, and bury the dead:
What will ye more of your guest and sometime friend?'
'Blood for our blood,' they said.
He laugh'd: 'If one may settle the score for five,
Complete Poem
Amazon, by Myra Schneider
Then recognising the fields I'd fought my way across
I raised my shield
of glistening words, saw it echoed the sun.
for Grevel
For four months
Complete Poem
The Only Way, by Louis V. Ledoux
I
Memphis and Karnak, Luxor, Thebes, the Nile:
Of these your letters told; and I who read
Saw loom on dim horizons Egypt's dead
In march across the desert, mile on mile,
Complete Poem
Sunset, by George Charles Whitney
Behind the golden western hills
The sun goes down, a founder'd bark,
Only a mighty sadness fills
The silence of the dark.
O twilight sad with wistful eyes,
Complete Poem
The Ninety and Nine, by Rose Elizabeth Smith
There are ninety and nine that work and die,
In hunger and want and cold,
That one may revel in luxury,
And be lapped in the silken fold.
And ninety and nine in their hovels bare,
Complete Poem
The Sea-Maiden, by Dowell O'Reilly
Like summer waves on sands of snow,
Soft ringlets clasp her neck and brow,
And wandering breezes kiss away
A threaded light of glimmering spray,
That drifts and floats and softly flies
Complete Poem
Meeting, by George Crabbe
MY Damon was the first to wake
The gentle flame that cannot die;
My Damon is the last to take
The faithful bosom's softest sigh:
The life between is nothing worth,
Complete Poem
Song, by Edward J. O'Brien
She goes all so softly
Like a shadow on the hill,
A faint wind at twilight
That stirs, and is still.
She weaves her thoughts whitely,
Complete Poem
Return, by John Wilmot, Earl of Rochester
ABSENT from thee, I languish still;
Then ask me not, When I return?
The straying fool 'twill plainly kill
To wish all day, all night to mourn.
Dear, from thine arms then let me fly,
Complete Poem
Chavez, by Mildred McNeal Sweeney
So hath he fallen, the Endymion of the air,
And so lies down in slumber lapped for aye.
Diana, passing, found his youth too fair,
His soul too fleet and willing to obey.
She swung her golden moon before his eyes --
Complete Poem
Epigram, by Sir William Jones
ON parent knees, a naked new-born child,
Weeping thou sat'st while all around thee smiled:
So live, that sinking to thy life's last sleep,
Calm thou may'st smile, whilst all around thee weep.
Complete Poem
Devotee, by Bob Childs
Even from here I can sense her
devotion
For hours she has knelt silent on the
chapel floor
Bruised knees before the virgin
Complete Poem Copyright
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