Heart of France for a hundred yea… Passionate, sensitive, proud, and… Quick to throb with her hopes and… Fierce to flame with her sense of… You, who hailed with a morning son…
God said, “I am tired of kings,”— But that was a long while ago! And meantime man said, “No,— I like their looks in their robes… So he crowned a few more,
Home, for my heart still calls me; Home, through the danger zone; Home, whatever befalls me, I will sail again to my own! Wolves of the sea are hiding
The shadow by my finger cast Divides the future from the past: Before it, sleeps the unborn hour In darkness, and beyond thy power: Behind its unreturning line,
Children of the elemental mother, Born upon some lonely island shore Where the wrinkled ripples run and… Where the crested billows plunge a… Long—winged, tireless roamers and…
IN EXCELSIS Two dwellings, Peace, are thine. One is the mountain—height, Uplifted in the loneliness of ligh… Beyond the realm of shadows,—fine,
“Lights out” along the land, “Lights out” upon the sea. The night must put her hiding hand O’er peaceful towns where children… And peaceful ships that darkly cre…
A mocking question! Britain’s ans… Swift as the light and searching a… “Yes, for a scrap of paper we will… Till our last breath, and God def… ”A scrap of paper where a name is…
Long had I loved this “Attic shap… Of marble maidens round this urn d… But when your golden voice began t… The empty urn was filled with Chi…
If on the closed curtain of my sig… My fancy paints thy portrait far a… I see thee still the same, by nigh… Crossing the crowded street, or mo… 'Mid festal throngs, or reading by…
In mirth he mocks the other birds… Catching the lilt of every easy tu… But when the day departs he sings… His own wild song beneath the list…
When down the stair at morning The sunbeams round her float, Sweet rivulets of laughter Are bubbling in her throat; The gladness of her greeting
I —STARLIGHT With two bright eyes, my star, my… Thou lookest on the stars above: Ah, would that I the heaven might… With a million eyes to look on the…
Count not the cost of honour to th… The tribute that a mighty nation p… To those who loved her well in for… Means more than gratitude for glor… For every noble man that she hath…
When Stiivoren town was in its pr… And queened the Zuyder Zee, Its ships went out to every clime With costly merchantry. A lady dwelt in that rich town,