Said the Lord God, “Build a hous… Build it in the gorge of death, Found it in the throats of hell. Where the lost sea muttereth, Fires and whirlwinds, build it wel…

When the business man rebukes the idealism of his office-boy, it is commonly in some such speech as this: “Ah, yes, when one is young, one has these ideals in the abstract and these cas...

Little Blue-Fits has lost his wit… And doesn’t know where to find the… Leave them alone and they’ll come… And leave their tales behind them. The remarkable tales, with remarka…

A livid sky on London And like the iron steeds that rear A shock of engines halted And I knew the end was near: And something said that far away,…

In the city set upon slime and loa… They cry in their parliament ‘Who… And there comes no answer in arch… For none in the city of graves goe… Yet these shall perish and underst…

He sayeth there is no sin, and all… Swells round him into a world made… The midnight of his universe of sh… Is the vast shadow of his shameles… He blames all that begat him, gods…

Under what withering leprous light The very grass as hair is grey, Grass in the cracks of the paven c… Of gods we graved but yesterday. Senate, republic, empire, all

Though giant rains put out the sun… Here stand I for a sign. Though earth be filled with waters… My cup is filled with wine. Tell to the trembling priests that…

O God of earth and altar, Bow down and hear our cry Our earthly rulers falter, Our people drift and die; The walls of gold entomb us,

A cloud was on the mind of men, an… Yea, a sick cloud upon the soul wh… Science announced nonentity and ar… The world was old and ended: but y… Round us in antic order their crip…

The phrases of the street are not only forcible but subtle: for a figure of speech can often get into a crack too small for a definition. Phrases like “put out” or “off colour” might ha...

Low and brown barns thatched and r… Where I had seven sons until to-d… A little hill of hay your spur has… This is not Paris. You have lost… You, staring at your sword to find…

The Devil is a gentleman, and ask… At his little place at What’sitsn… They say the sport is splendid; th… And fairy scenes, and fearful feat… He can shoot the feathered cherubs…

This ballad needs no historical notes, for the simple reason that it does not profess to be historical. All of it that is not frankly fictitious, as in any prose romance about the past,...