Occupation: Poet Birth: March 3, 1878 Death: April 9, 1917
Novembers days are thirty: Novembers earth is dirty, Those thirty days, from first to last; And the prettiest things on ground are the paths.... Fe….
Yes; I remember Adlestrop- The name, because one afternoon Of heat the express-train drew up there Unwontedly. It was late June..
The simple lack of her is more to me than others' presence..
Making war or rebellion is messy, like eating soup off a knife..
As well as any bloom upon a flower I like the dust on the nettles, never lost Except to prove the sweetness of a shower..
I like to think how easily Nature will absorb London as she absorbed the mastodon, setting her spiders to spin the winding-sheet and her worms to fil….
If I should ever by chance grow richI'll buy Codham, Cockridden, and Childerditch,Roses, Pyrgo, and Lapwater,And let them all to my eldest daughter..
I, too, often shrivel the grey shreds,Sniff them and think and sniff again and tryOnce more to think what it is I am remembering,Always in vain. I ca….
Some Englishmen, of whom Kitchener was chief, believed that a rebellion of Arabs against Turks would enable England, while fighting Germany, simultan….
How nice it would be to be dead if only we could know we were dead. That is what I hate, the not being able to turn round in the grave and to say It ….
To-day I think Only with scents, - scents dead leaves yield, And bracken, and wild carrot's seed, And the square mustard field; Odours that rise When….
The flowers left thick at nightfall in the wood This Eastertide call into mind the men, Now far from home, who, with their sweethearts, should Have g….
Over the land freckled with snow half-thawed The speculating rooks at their nests cawed And saw from elm tops, delicate as flower of grass, What w….
Verse is the natural speech of men, as singing is of birds'The Week's Survey, 18 June 1904.
A merely great intellect can produce prose, but not poetry, not one line..
I built myself a house of glass:It took me years to make it:And I was proud. But now, alas!Would God someone would break it..