Book: The Old Huntsman and Other Poems

• Two Hundred Years After

  Trudging by Corbie Ridge one winter's night,
  (Unless old hearsay memories tricked his sight)

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• Died Of Wounds

  His wet white face and miserable eyes 
  Brought nurses to him more than groans and sighs: 

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• The Death-Bed

  He drowsed and was aware of silence heaped
  Round him, unshaken as the steadfast walls;

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• 'They'

  The Bishop tells us: 'When the boys come back
  'They will not be the same; for they'll have fought

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• The Dragon And The Undying

  All night the flares go up; the Dragon sings
  And beats upon the dark with furious wings;

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• The Redeemer

  Darkness: the rain sluiced down; the mire was deep;
  It was past twelve on a mid-winter night,

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• Haunted

  Evening was in the wood, louring with storm.
  A time of drought had sucked the weedy pool

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• To Victory

  Return to greet me, colours that were my joy,
  Not in the woeful crimson of men slain,

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• The Kiss

  To these I turn, in these I trust;
  Brother Lead and Sister Steel.

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• A Letter Home

  (To Robert Graves)
      I

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• Wonderment

  Then a wind blew;
  And he who had forgot he moved

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• Wisdom

  When Wisdom tells me that the world’s a speck
  Lost on the shoreless blue of God’s To-Day...

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• Wind In The Beechwood

  The glorying forest shakes and swings with glancing 
  Of boughs that dip and strain; young, slanting sprays 

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• When I’m Among A Blaze Of Lights

  When I’m among a blaze of lights, 
  With tawdry music and cigars 

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• Villon

  They threw me from the gates: my matted hair
  Was dank with dungeon wetness; my spent frame

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• Tree And Sky

  Let my soul, a shining tree, 
  Silver branches lift towards thee, 

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• To My Brother

  Give me your hand, my brother, search my face;
  Look in these eyes lest I should think of shame;

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• The Tombstone-Maker

  He primmed his loose red mouth and leaned his head
  Against a sorrowing angel’s breast, and said:

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• To His Dead Body

  When roaring gloom surged inward and you cried,
  Groping for friendly hands, and clutched, and died,

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• Today

  This is To-day, a child in white and blue
  Running to meet me out of Night who stilled

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• Stretcher Case

  He woke; the clank and racket of the train
  Kept time with angry throbbings in his brain.

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• Storm and Sunlight

  I
  In barns we crouch, and under stacks of straw,

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• Stand-To: Good Friday Morning

  I’d been on duty from two till four.
  I went and stared at the dug-out door.

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• South Wind

  Where have you been, South Wind, this May-day morning,—
  With larks aloft, or skimming with the swallow,

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• Secret Music

  I keep such music in my brain
  No din this side of death can quell;

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• The Road

  The Road is thronged with women; soldiers pass 
  And halt, but never see them; yet they’re here— 

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• The One-Legged Man

  Propped on a stick he viewed the August weald;
  Squat orchard trees and oasts with painted cowls;

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• The Old Huntsman

  I’ve never ceased to curse the day I signed
  A seven years’ bargain for the Golden Fleece.

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• October

  Across the land a faint blue veil of mist
  Seems hung; the woods wear yet arrayment sober

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• Noah

  When old Noah stared across the floods,
  Sky and water melted into one

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• Nimrod In September

  When half the drowsy world’s a-bed 
  And misty morning rises red, 

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• Night-Piece

  Ye hooded witches, baleful shapes that moan,
  Quench your fantastic lanterns and be still;

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• Morning-Glory

  In this meadow starred with spring
  Shepherds kneel before their king.

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• Morning Express

  Along the wind-swept platform, pinched and white,
  The travellers stand in pools of wintry light,

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• The Last Meeting

  I
  Because the night was falling warm and still

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• The Heritage

  Cry out on Time that he may take away
  Your cold philosophies that give no hint

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• Golgotha

  Through darkness curves a spume of falling flares
  That flood the field with shallow, blanching light.

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• Goblin Revel

  In gold and grey, with fleering looks of sin,
  I watch them come; by two, by three, by four,

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• France

  She triumphs, in the vivid green
  Where sun and quivering foliage meet;

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• Enemies

  He stood alone in some queer sunless place
  Where Armageddon ends. Perhaps he longed

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• Dryads

  When meadows are grey with the morn
  In the dusk of the woods it is night:

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• Dream-Forest

  Where sunshine flecks the green,
  Through towering woods my way

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• Daybreak In A Garden

  I heard the farm cocks crowing, loud, and faint, and thin, 
  When hooded night was going and one clear planet winked: 

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• David Cleek

  I cannot think that Death will press his claim
  To snuff you out or put you off your game:

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• Conscripts

  ‘Fall in, that awkward squad, and strike no more
  Attractive attitudes! Dress by the right!

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• Companions

  Leave not your bough, my slender song-bird sweet,
  But pipe me now your roundelay complete.

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• The Choral Union

  He staggered in from night and frost and fog
  And lampless streets: he’d guzzled like a hog

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• Blind

  His headstrong thoughts that once in eager strife
  Leapt sure from eye to brain and back to eye,

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• 'Blighters'

  The House is crammed: tier beyond tier they grin 
  And cackle at the Show, while prancing ranks 

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• Before The Battle

  Music of whispering trees 
  Hushed by a broad-winged breeze 

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• Before Day

  Come in this hour to set my spirit free
  When earth is no more mine though night goes out,

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• A Whispered Tale

  I’d heard fool-heroes brag of where they’d been,
  With stories of the glories that they’d seen.

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• A Wanderer

  When Watkin shifts the burden of his cares
  And all that irked him in his bound employ,

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• At Carnoy

  Down in the hollow there’s the whole Brigade
  Camped in four groups: through twilight falling slow

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• At Daybreak

  I listen for him through the rain,
  And in the dusk of starless hours

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• A Subaltern

  He turned to me with his kind, sleepy gaze
  And fresh face slowly brightening to the grin

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• Arms And The Man

  Young Croesus went to pay his call 
  On Colonel Sawbones, Caxton Hall: 

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• Arcady Unheeding

  Shepherds go whistling on their way
  In the spring season of the year;

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• A Poplar And The Moon

  There stood a Poplar, tall and straight; 
  The fair, round Moon, uprisen late, 

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• An Old French Poet

  When in your sober mood my body have ye laid
  In sight and sound of things beloved, woodland and stream,

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• Ancestors

  Behold these jewelled, merchant Ancestors,
  Foregathered in some chancellery of death;

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• A Mystic As Soldier

  I lived my days apart,
  Dreaming fair songs for God;

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• Alone

  I’ve listened: and all the sounds I heard
  Were music,—wind, and stream, and bird.

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• A Child's Prayer

  For Morn, my dome of blue,
  For Meadows, green and gay,

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• Absolution

  The anguish of the earth absolves our eyes 
  Till beauty shines in all that we can see. 

  13 lines, 1 comment

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