WHEN you’ve shouted “Rule Brita… When you’ve finished killing Krug… Will you kindly drop a shilling in… For a gentleman in khaki ordered… He’s an absent—minded beggar, and…

READ here: This is the story of Evarra—man— Maker of Gods in lands beyond the… Because the city gave him of her g… Because the caravans brought turqu…

FOR things we never mention, For Art misunderstood — For excellent intention That did not turn to good; From ancient tales’ renewing,

WHEN the waters’ countenance Blurs ‘twixt glance and second gla… When our tattered smokes forerun Ashen ’neath a silvered sun; When the curtain of the haze

SEVEN men from all the world, ba… Rolling down the Ratcliffe Road d… Give the girls another drink ‘fore… We that took the “Bolivar” out ac… We put out from Sunderland loaded…

Naked and grey the Cotswolds stan… Beneath the autumn sun, And the stubble—fields on either h… Where Stour and Avon run. There is no change in the patient…

Lord, Thou hast made this world b… An’, taught by time, I tak’ it so… From coupler—flange to spindle—gui… Predestination in the stride o’ yo… John Calvin might ha’ forged the…

BY THE Hoof of the Wild Goat u… From the cliff where she lay in th… Fell the Stone To the Tarn where the daylight is… So she fell from the light of the…

Over the edge of the purple down, Where the single lamplight gleams, Know ye the road to the Merciful… That is hard by the Sea of Dreams… Where the poor may lay their wrong…

HE So long as 'twuz me alone An’ there wasn’t no other chaps, I was praoud as a King on 'is thr… Happier tu, per’aps.

WHEN Samson set my brush afire To spoil the Timnite’s barley, I made my point for Leicestershir… And left Philistia early. Through Gath and Rankesborough G…

THIS is the end whereto men toil… Before thy coachman guessed his fa… How thou shouldst leave thy ’scutc… On that new wheel which is the oil… To see the England Shakespeare sa…

The wrecks dissolve above us; thei… Down to the dark, to the utter dar… There is no sound, no echo of soun… Or the great grey level plains of… Here in the womb of the world —her…

When, foot to wheel and back to wi… The helmsman dare not look behind, But hears beyond his compass-light… The blind bow thunder through the… And, like a harpstring ere it snap…