The Years BetweenDoubleday, Page, 1919 - 153 páginas A collection of poems written during the period from just after the Boer War till the aftermath of World War I, with topics including war, life, death and God. |
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... your honoured place Panting to shame us anew . We have walked with the Ages dead- With our Past alive and ablaze . And you bid us pawn our honour for bread , This day of all the days ! And you cannot wait till our guests are sped , 7.
... your honoured place Panting to shame us anew . We have walked with the Ages dead- With our Past alive and ablaze . And you bid us pawn our honour for bread , This day of all the days ! And you cannot wait till our guests are sped , 7.
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... Wait till the memory goes , Wait till the visions fade , We may betray in time , God knows , But we would not have it said , When you make report to our scornful foes , That we kissed as we betrayed ! ULSTER 1912 ( " Their webs shall ...
... Wait till the memory goes , Wait till the visions fade , We may betray in time , God knows , But we would not have it said , When you make report to our scornful foes , That we kissed as we betrayed ! ULSTER 1912 ( " Their webs shall ...
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... waiting mother prayed . ' For I know not how he fell , And I know not where he is laid . ' A Star stood forth in Heaven ; The watchers ran to see The Sign of the Promise given- ' But there comes no sign to me . ( To me ! To me ! ) A ...
... waiting mother prayed . ' For I know not how he fell , And I know not where he is laid . ' A Star stood forth in Heaven ; The watchers ran to see The Sign of the Promise given- ' But there comes no sign to me . ( To me ! To me ! ) A ...
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... war indeed- Now there is room for a spy ! O Peoples , Kings and Lands , we are waiting your commands— What is the work for a spy ? ( DRUMS ) —Fear is upon us , spy ! THE SPIES ' MARCH ' Go where his pickets hide- 70 THE YEARS BETWEEN.
... war indeed- Now there is room for a spy ! O Peoples , Kings and Lands , we are waiting your commands— What is the work for a spy ? ( DRUMS ) —Fear is upon us , spy ! THE SPIES ' MARCH ' Go where his pickets hide- 70 THE YEARS BETWEEN.
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... Wait on his councils , ear to earth , And say what the dust reveals . For the smoke of our torment rolls Where the burning thousands lie ; What do we care for men's bodies or souls ? Bring us deliverance , spy ! ' THE SONS OF MARTHA THE ...
... Wait on his councils , ear to earth , And say what the dust reveals . For the smoke of our torment rolls Where the burning thousands lie ; What do we care for men's bodies or souls ? Bring us deliverance , spy ! ' THE SONS OF MARTHA THE ...
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afflicted Army Baal Barry Wood beneath boy Jack Brennus child cock crew cock crew-when crew-when the cock dear Death DECLARATION OF LONDON deniéd his Lord died earth face faith familiar spirit fate Fate's discourtesy Whereby fear France Freedom's Land Furious in luxury gates Gaul Gehazi gentlest of man's Gethsemane girth to girth guns in Flanders hate hath honour house and thy HYÆNAS Ireland IRISH GUARDS Irish there's John Bunyan knew known mischance laid land LATHES leave old Truths light sane joy live loose mankind Mansoul Marshal Saxe merciless in toil MESOPOTAMIA Mother never old Commandments stand Old Days Once pain Peter deniéd proven rememberest thou rest road to En-dor RUDYARD KIPLING sacrifice shame Shells for guns Singing SONG IN STORM SONS OF MARTHA Sons of Mary strength lift Strictest judge sword Terrible with strength thee things thy house tide tireless soil Truth and last wild geese word Zion
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Página 115 - THE FEMALE OF THE SPECIES 1911 WHEN the Himalayan peasant meets the he-bear in his pride, He shouts to scare the monster, who will often turn aside. But the she-bear thus accosted rends the peasant tooth and nail. For the female of the species is more deadly than the male.
Página 128 - A DEAD STATESMAN I could not dig: I dared not rob: Therefore I lied to please the mob. Now all my lies are proved untrue And I must face the men I slew.
Página 63 - It is their care in all the ages to take the buffet and cushion the shock. It is their care that the gear engages; it is their care that the switches lock. It is their care that the wheels run truly; it is their care to embark and entrain, Tally, transport, and deliver duly the Sons of Mary by land and main. They say to mountains, 'Be ye removed.
Página xiii - Their webs shall not become garments, neither shall they cover themselves with their works: their works are works of iniquity, and the act of violence is in their hands.
Página 9 - Terrible with strength that draws from her tireless soil; Strictest judge of her own worth, gentlest of man's mind. First to follow Truth and last to leave old Truths behind...
Página 92 - THIS is the State above the Law. The State exists for the State alone." [This is a gland at the back of the jaw, And an answering lump by the collar-bone.] Some die shouting in gas or fire; Some die silent, by shell and shot. Some die desperate, caught on the wire; Some die suddenly. This will not. "Regis suprema voluntas Lex
Página 64 - They say to the lesser floods 'Be dry.' Under their rods are the rocks reproved — they are not afraid of that which is high. Then do the hill-tops shake to the summit — then is the bed of the deep laid bare, That the Sons of Mary may overcome it pleasantly sleeping and unaware. They finger death at their gloves' end where they piece and repiece the living wires.
Página 24 - Not at a little cost, Hardly by prayer or tears, Shall we recover the road we lost In the drugged and doubting years. But, after the fires and the wrath, But, after searching and pain, His Mercy opens us a path To live with ourselves again. In the Gates of Death rejoice! We see and hold the good — Bear witness, Earth, we have made our choice With Freedom's brotherhood!
Página 39 - Old Days! The wild geese are flighting, Head to the storm as they faced it before! For where there are Irish there's loving and fighting, And when we stop either, it's Ireland no more!
Página ix - Our dead they mocked are scarcely cold, Our wounds are bleeding yet— And you tell us now that our strength is sold To help them press for a debt! ' 'Neath all the flags of all mankind That use upon the seas, Was there no other fleet to find That you strike hands with these?