What are you making here? ‘Listen,’ said Pan, –
‘Out of a river-reed music for man! ‘
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Stand fast, Great Britain!
One in the faith that makes a mighty land,True to the bond you gave and will not breakAnd fearless in the fight for conscience’ sake!Against the Giant Robber clad in steel,With blood of trampled Belgium on his heel,Striding through France to strike you down at last,Britain, stand fast !Stand fast, brave land!The Huns are thundering…
FEBRUARY, 1917
The Oxford thrushes singing clear,Amid the February rain,Their sweet, indomitable strain.A wintry vapor lightly spreadsAmong the trees, and round the bedsWhere daffodil and jonquil sleep,Only the snowdrop wakes to weep.It is not springtime yet. Alas,What dark, tempestuous days must pass,Till England’s trial by battle cease,And summer comes again with peace.The lofty halls, the tranquil towers,Where…
Long, long, long the trail
Down the shadowy, lonely valeInto silence, like a roomWhere the light of life has fled,And the jealous curtains closeRound the passionless reposeOf the silent dead.Plod, plod, plod away,Step by step in mouldering moss;Thick branches bar the dayOver languid streams that crossSoftly, slowly, with a soundIn their aimless creepingLike a smothered weeping,Through the enchanted ground.‘Yield, yield,…
Four things a man must learn to do
To think without confusion clearly;To love his fellow man sincerely;To act from honest motives purely;To trust in God and Heaven securely.
The mountains that enfold the vale
Invite the fearless foot to scaleTheir stairway toward the sky.The restless, deep, dividing seaThat flows and foams from shore to shore,Calls to its sunburned chivalry,‘Push out, set sail, explore!’And all the bars at which we fret,That seem to prison and control,Are but the doors of daring, setAjar before the soul.Say not, ‘Too poor,’ but freely…
The land was broken in despair,
When clear and tranquil, through the troubled airOf selfish minds and wills that did not dare,Your star arose, Jeanne d’Arc.O virgin breast with lilies white,O sun-burned hand that bore the lance,You taught the prayer that helps men to unite,You brought the courage equal to the fight,You gave a heart to France!Your king was crowned, your…