I Swear by what the sages spoke Round the Mareotic Lake That the Witch of Atlas knew, Spoke and set the cocks…

Why should not old men be mad? Some have known a likely lad That had a sound fly-fisher’s wrist Turn to a…

I have met them at close of day Coming with vivid faces From counter or desk among grey Eighteenth-century houses. I have…

I have done it again. One year in every ten I manage it — A sort of walking miracle, my skin Bright…

Summer is fading: The leaves fall in ones and twos From trees bordering The new recreation ground. In the hollows of afternoons…

[1914-18] (‘The Honours of War’ – A Diversity of Creatures) These were our children who died for our lands; they were dear…

I’ve taken my fun where I’ve found it; I’ve rogued an’ I’ve ranged in my time; I’ve ‘ad my pickin’ o’ sweet’earts,…

The buzz saw snarled and rattled in the yard And made dust and dropped stove-length sticks of wood, Sweet-scented stuff when the…

Oh, talk not to me of a name great in story; The days of our youth are the days of our glory;…

‘Tis time this heart should be unmoved, Since others it hath ceased to move: Yet, though I cannot be beloved, Still let…