William Cosmo Monkhouse's Poetry, by popularity

• Two Sons

  I HAVE two sons, wife—
  Two, and yet the same;

  27 lines
• The Spectrum

  HOW many colors here do we see set,
  Like rings upon God’s finger? Some say three,

  15 lines
• The Summer Pool

  THERE is a singing in the summer air,
  The blue and brown moths flutter o’er the grass,

  66 lines
• We Are Children

  CHILDREN indeed are we—children that wait
  Within a wondrous dwelling, while on high

  14 lines
• When We Are All Asleep

  WHEN He returns, and finds the world so drear,
  All sleeping, young and old, unfair and fair,

  15 lines, 1 comment
• On A Young Poetess’s Grave

  UNDER her gentle seeing,
  In her delicate little hand,

  25 lines
• The Churchyard

  HOW slowly creeps the hand of Time 
    On the old clock’s green-mantled face! 

  52 lines
• Song

  WHO calls me bold because I won my love,
  And did not pine,

  24 lines
• The Wake Of Tim O'Hara

  TO the Wake of O’Hara
  Came company;

  118 lines, 1 comment
• The Secret

  SHE passes in her beauty bright
  Amongst the mean, amongst the gay,

  39 lines
• De Libris

  True — there are books and books. There’s Gray,
  For instance, and there’s Bacon;

  47 lines
• Spring Song In The City

  WHO remains in London,
  In the streets with me,

  72 lines, 1 comment
• The Christ upon the Hill

  Part I.
  A couple old sat o'er the fire,

  227 lines
• Twin-Growth

  I would not wish thee other than thou art;
  I love thee, love, so well in every part,

  24 lines, 1 comment
• A Dead March

  PLAY me a march, low-ton’d and slow—a march for a silent tread,
  Fit for the wandering feet of one who dreams of the silent dead,

  39 lines
• The Dream Of The World Without Death

  NOW, sitting by her side, worn out with weeping,
  Behold, I fell to sleep, and had a vision,

  249 lines, 1 comment
• A Song Of The Seasons

  Sing a song of Spring-time,
  The world is going round,

  32 lines, 1 comment
• Robert Buchanan

  ’T WAS the body of Judas Iscariot
  Lay in the Field of Blood;

  244 lines, 2 comments
• To A New-Born Child

  Small traveler from an unseen shore,
  By mortal eye ne'er seen before,

  48 lines
• The Faery Foster-Mother

  BRIGHT Eyes, Light Eyes! Daughter of a Fay!
  I had not been a wedded wife a twelvemonth and a day,

  53 lines, 1 comment
• Limerick: There Once Was an Old Monk of Basing

  There once was an old monk of Basing,
      Whose salads were something amazing;

  4 lines
• Limerick: There Was a Young Lady of Wilts

  There was a young lady of Wilts,
  Who walked up to Scotland on stilts;

  0 lines, 1 comment
• Limerick: There Once Was a Girl of Lahore

  There once was a girl of Lahore,
      The same shape behind as before;

  4 lines, 1 comment
• Limerick: There Once Was an Old Man of Lyme

  There once was an old man of Lyme
      Who married three wives at a time,

  4 lines, 3 comments
• Limerick: There Was a Young Lady Named Laura

  There was a young lady named Laura,
      Who went to the wilds of Angora,

  4 lines, 2 comments
• Limerick: There was a Young Lady of Niger

  There was a young lady of Niger
  Who smiled as she rode on a tiger;

  4 lines, 6 comments

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