It was Earl Haldan’s daughter,

And yesterday’s sneer and yesterday’s frownCan never come over again,Sweet wife:No, never come over again.For woman is warm though man be cold,And the night will hallow the day;Till the heart which at even was weary and oldCan rise in the morning gay,Sweet wife;To its work in the morning gay.Andernach, 1851.

And kinsfolk, shaking hands but once a year,And dames who tell old legends by the fire?Red sun, blue sky, white snow, and pearled ice,Keen ringing air, which sets the blood on fire,And makes the old man merry with the young,Through the short sunshine, through the longer night?Or southern Christmas, dark and dank with mist,And heavy…

Mire and ice and snow and sleet;Aching backs and frozen feet;Knees which reel as marches quicken,Ranks which thin as corpses thicken;While with carrion birds we eat,Calling puddle-water sweet,As we pledge the health of our general, who fares as rough as we:What can daunt us, what can turn us, led to death by such as he?Eversley,…

Which standeth in the meeting of noble valleys three-One is the vale of Gwynant, so well beloved by me,One goes to Capel-Curig, and I can’t mind its name,And one it is Llanberris Pass, which all men knows the same;Between which radiations vast mountains does arise,As full of tarns as sieves of holes, in which big…

And I’ll sing you a song of a Wood-LyonCame swimming out over the sea.He ranged west, he ranged east,And far and wide ranged he;He took his bite out of every beastLives under the greenwood tree.Then by there came a silly old wolf,‘And I’ll serve you,’ quoth he;Quoth the Lyon, ‘My paw is heavy enough,So what…

Rises as her Maker rose.Seeds, so long in darkness sleeping,Burst at last from winter snows.Earth with heaven above rejoices;Fields and gardens hail the spring;Shaughs and woodlands ring with voices,While the wild birds build and sing.You, to whom your Maker grantedPowers to those sweet birds unknown,Use the craft by God implanted;Use the reason not your own.Here,…