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Alfred Noyes's Poetry, by title

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  • In the cool of the evening, when the low sweet whispers waken,
    When the laborers turn them homeward, and the weary have their will,
    16 lines, 1 comment
  • When Spring comes back to England
    And crowns her brows with May,
    24 lines, 1 comment
  • (It is supposed that Shadow-of-a-Leaf uses the word "clear" in a
    more ancient sense of "beautiful.")
    38 lines
  • Thou, whose deep ways are in the sea,
    Whose footsteps are not known,
    25 lines, 5 comments
  • Sherwood in the twilight, is Robin Hood awake?
    Grey and ghostly shadows are gliding through the brake,
    52 lines, 2 comments
  • The forest of Alzuna hides a pool.
        Beside that pool, a shadowy tree up-towers.
    17 lines
  • O, what is that whimpering there in the darkness?
    "Let him lie in my arms. He is breathing, I know.
    18 lines
  • I
    Yes! Beauty still rebels!
    58 lines
  • O Hesper-Phosphor, far away
        Shining, the first, the last white star,
    93 lines
  • (After a glimpse of a certain monument in New York, during the
    Victory Celebration)
    18 lines
  • They are buffeting out in the bitter grey weather,
    —Blow the man down, bullies, blow the man down!—
    40 lines
  • Not with a flash that rends the blue
      Shall fall the avenging sword.
    33 lines
  • Shun the brush and shun the pen,
    Shun the ways of clever men,
    44 lines
  • Everyone grumbled.  The sky was grey.
    We had nothing to do and nothing to say.
    19 lines, 24 comments
  • There came a crowder to the Mermaid Inn,
      One dark May night,
    52 lines
  • STEADFAST as any soldier of the line
    He served his England, with the imminent death
    36 lines
  • Carol, every violet has
    Heaven for a looking-glass!
    31 lines
  • Fashion on fashion on fashion,
      (With only the truth growing old!)
    53 lines
  • Long, long ago, He said,
    He who could wake the dead
    28 lines, 1 comment
  • (_On many recent novels by the conventional unconventionalists_.)
    221 lines
  • Music of the star-shine shimmering o’er the sea
    Mirror me no longer in the dusk of memory:
    60 lines
  • Now, in a breath, we’ll burst those gates of gold,
      And ransack heaven before our moment fails.
    19 lines
  • Dark, dark, lay the drifters, against the red west,
    As they shot their long meshes of steel overside;
    30 lines
  • With shadowy pen I write,
          Till time be done,
    3 lines
  • I know a land, I, too,
      Where warm keen incense on the sea-wind blows,
    23 lines
  • Under an arch of glorious leaves I passed
    Out of the wood and saw the sickle moon
    230 lines
  • Moving through the dew, moving through the dew,
    Ere I waken in the city—Life, thy dawn makes all things new!
    55 lines
  • BUT where's the brown drifter that went out alone ?
        -Roll and go, and fare you well-
    25 lines
  • How like the sky she bends above her child,
      One with the great horizon of her pain!
    45 lines
  • Last night, I dreamed of Nippon....
      I saw a cloud of white
    28 lines
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