Category Poets

Heartsease in my garden bed,With sweetwilliam white and red,Honeysuckle on my wall:—Heartsease blossoms in my heartWhen sweet William comes to call,But it withers when we part,And the honey-trumpets fall.

Hear what the mournful linnets say:‘We built our nest compact and warm,But cruel boys came round our wayAnd took our summerhouse by storm.‘They crushed the eggs so neatly laid;So now we sit with drooping wing,And watch the ruin they have…

Growing in the valeBy the uplands hilly,Growing straight and frail,Lady Daffadowndilly.In a golden crown,And a scant green gownWhile the spring blows chilly,Lady Daffadown,Sweet Daffadowndilly.

O happy rosebud bloomingUpon thy parent tree,Nay, thou art too presumingFor soon the earth entombingThy faded charms shall be,And the chill damp consuming. O happy skylark springingUp to the broad blue sky,Too fearless in thy winging,Too gladsome in thy singing,Thou…

But give me holly, bold and jolly,Honest, prickly, shining holly;Pluck me holly leaf and berryFor the day when I make merry

VIWe lack, yet cannot fix upon the lack:  Not this, nor that; yet somewhat, certainly.  We see the things we do not yearn to see  Around us: and what see we glancing back?  Lost hopes that leave our hearts upon…

Fly away, fly away over the sea,Sun-loving swallow, for summer is done;Come again, come again, come back to me,Bringing the summer and bringing the sun.

‘Ferry me across the water,Do, boatman, do.’‘If you’ve a penny in your purseI’ll ferry you.’‘I have a penny in my purse,And my eyes are blue;So ferry me across the water,Do, boatman, do.’‘Step into my ferry-boat,Be they black or blue,And for…

A blue-eyed phantom far before Is laughing, leaping toward the sun:Like lead I chase it evermore, I pant and run.It breaks the sunlight bound on bound: Goes singing as it leaps alongTo sheep-bells with a dreamy sound A dreamy song.I…

A cold wind stirs the blackthornTo burgeon and to blow,Besprinkling half-green hedgesWith flakes and sprays of snow. Through coldness and through keenness,Dear hearts, take comfort so:Somewhere or other doubtlessThese make the blackthorn blow.