Book: Poems

• The Wreck Of The Deutschland

  Ah! there was a heart right!
  There was single eye!

  296 lines
• Carrion Comfort

  Not, I'll not, carrion comfort, Despair, not feast on thee;
  Not untwist -- slack they may be -- these last strands of man

  18 lines, 3 comments
• Moonrise

  I awoke in the Midsummer not to call night, in the white and the walk of the morning:
  The moon, dwindled and thinned to the fringe of a finger-nail held to the

  7 lines
• On the Portrait of Two Beautiful Young People

  A Brother and Sister
  

  48 lines
• Thou Art Indeed Just, Lord

  Justus quidem tu es, Domine, si disputem tecum; verumtamen justa loquar ad te: quare via impiorum prosperatur?
  Thou art indeed just, Lord, if I conten

  15 lines
• What Shall I Do For the Land that Bred Me

  What shall I do for the land that bred me,
  Her homes and fields that folded and fed me?—

  23 lines
• My Own Heart Let Me More Have Pity on

  My own heart let me more have pity on; let
  Me live to my sad self hereafter kind,

  14 lines
• Summa

  The best ideal is the true
  And other truth is none.

  4 lines
• Andromeda

  Now Time’s Andromeda on this rock rude,
  With not her either beauty’s equal or

  14 lines, 1 comment
• To What Serves Mortal Beauty?

  To what serves mortal beauty '—dangerous; does set danc-
  ing blood—the O-seal-that-so ' feature, flung prouder form

  14 lines
• Ash-Boughs

  a.
  Not of all my eyes see, wandering on the world,

  20 lines
• The Sea Took Pity

  The sea took pity: it interposed with doom:
  ‘I have tall daughters dear that heed my hand:

  5 lines
• Brothers

  How lovely the elder brother’s
  Life all laced in the other’s,

  43 lines
• To His Watch

  Mortal my mate, bearing my rock-a-heart
  Warm beat with cold beat company, shall I

  11 lines
• Cheery Beggar

  Beyond Mágdalen and by the Bridge, on a place called there the Plain,
  In Summer, in a burst of summertime

  11 lines
• The Sea And The Skylark

  On ear and ear two noises too old to end
  Trench—right, the tide that ramps against the shore;

  14 lines
• Denis

  Denis, whose motionable, alert, most vaulting wit
  Caps occasion with an intellectual fit.

  6 lines
• The Furl of Fresh-Leaved Dogrose Down

  The furl of fresh-leaved dogrose down
  His cheeks the forth-and-flaunting sun

  22 lines
• Epithalamion

  Hark, hearer, hear what I do; lend a thought now, make believe
  We are leafwhelmed somewhere with the hood

  53 lines
• St. Alphonsus Rodriguez

  Laybrother of the Society of Jesus
  

  18 lines
• For a Picture of St. Dorothea

  I bear a basket lined with grass;
  I am so light, I am so fair,

  24 lines
• The Soldier

  Yes. Why do we áll, seeing of a soldier, bless him? bless
  Our redcoats, our tars? Both these being, the greater part,

  15 lines
• Harry Ploughman

  Hard as hurdle arms, with a broth of goldish flue
  Breathed round; the rack of ribs; the scooped flank; lank

  19 lines
• The Times Are Nightfall

  The times are nightfall, look, their light grows less;
  The times are winter, watch, a world undone:

  12 lines
• Henry Purcell

  The poet wishes well to the divine genius of Purcell
  and praises him that, whereas other musicians have

  20 lines
• To Seem the Stranger Lies My Lot

  To seem the stranger lies my lot, my life
  Among strangers. Father and mother dear,

  15 lines
• In The Valley Of The Elwy

  I remember a house where all were good
  To me, God knows, deserving no such thing:

  14 lines
• The Loss Of The Eurydice

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  The Eurydice—it concerned thee, O Lord:

  207 lines, 1 comment
• Morning Midday And Evening Sacrifice

  The dappled die-away
  Cheek and wimpled lip,

  21 lines
• The Silver Jubilee

  To James First Bishop of Shrewsbury on the
  25th Year of his Episcopate July 28. 1876

  27 lines
• Peace

  When will you ever, Peace, wild wooddove, shy wings shut,
  Your round me roaming end, and under be my boughs?

  11 lines
• Tom's Garland: Upon the Unemployed

  Tom—garlanded with squat and surly steel
  Tom; then Tom's fallowbootfellow piles pick

  19 lines
• Penmaen Pool

  For the Visitors' Book at the Inn
  

  41 lines
• Hope Holds to Christ

  Hope holds to Christ the mind’s own mirror out
  To take His lovely likeness more and more.

  13 lines
• Ribblesdale

  Earth, sweet Earth, sweet landscape, with leavés throng
  And louchéd low grass, heaven that dost appeal

  14 lines
• Repeat That, Repeat

  Repeat that, repeat,
  Cuckoo, bird, and open ear wells, heart-springs, delightfully sweet,

  5 lines
• Spelt From Sibyl's Leaves

  Earnest, earthless, equal, attuneable, ' vaulty, voluminous, ... stupendous
  Evening strains to be tíme's vást, ' womb-of-all, home-of-all, hearse-

  14 lines
• St. Winefred's Well

  ACT I. SC. I
  Enter Teryth from riding, Winefred following.

  142 lines
• The Blessed Virgin Compared To The Air We Breathe

  Wild air, world-mothering air,
  Nestling me everywhere,

  126 lines
• The Shepherd’s Brow, Fronting Forked Lightning, Owns

  The shepherd's brow, fronting forked lightning, owns
  The horror and the havoc and the glory

  14 lines
• The Bugler's First Communion

  A buglar boy from barrack (it is over the hill
  There)—boy bugler, born, he tells me, of Irish

  48 lines
• Strike, Churl

  Strike, churl; hurl, cheerless wind, then; heltering hail
  May’s beauty massacre and wispèd wild clouds grow

  4 lines
• The Candle Indoors

  Some candle clear burns somewhere I come by.
  I muse at how its being puts blissful back

  14 lines
• Thee, God, I Come from

  Thee, God, I come from, to thee go,
  All day long I like fountain flow

  30 lines
• The Habit Of Perfection

  Elected Silence, sing to me
  And beat upon my whorlèd ear,

  28 lines
• To Him Who Ever Thought with Love of Me

  To him who ever thought with love of me
  Or ever did for my sake some good deed

  6 lines
• The Handsome Heart

  at a Gracious Answer
  

  15 lines
• To R.B.

  The fine delight that fathers thought; the strong
  Spur, live and lancing like the blowpipe flame,

  14 lines
• The Lantern Out Of Doors

  Sometimes a lantern moves along the night,
  That interests our eyes. And who goes there?

  14 lines
• What Being in Rank-Old Nature

  What being in rank-old nature should earlier have that breath been
  That hére pérsonal tells off these heart-song powerful peals?—

  8 lines
• The Leaden Echo And The Golden Echo

  (Maidens' song from St. Winefred's Well)
  

  50 lines
• The Woodlark

  Teevo cheevo cheevio chee:
  O where, what can tháat be?

  52 lines

• By me, right now

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