You smile upon your friend to-day,To-day his ills are over;You hearken to the lover's say,And happy is the lover.'Tis late…
White in the moon the long road lies,The moon stands blank above;White in the moon the long road liesThat leads…
When smoke stood up from Ludlow,And mist blew off from Teme,And blithe afield to ploughingAgainst the morning beamI strode beside…
When I was one-and-twentyI heard a wise man say,"Give crowns and pounds and guineasBut not your heart away;Give pearls away…
Westward on the high-hilled plainsWhere for me the world began,Still, I think, in newer veinsFrets the changeless blood of man.Now…
Twice a week the winter thoroughHere stood I to keep the goal:Football then was fighting sorrowFor the young man's soul.Now…
'Tis time, I think, by Wenlock townThe golden broom should blow;The hawthorn sprinkled up and downShould charge the land with…
Think no more, lad; laugh, be jolly:Why should men make haste to die?Empty heads and tongues a-talkingMake the rough road…
The winds out of the west land blow,My friends have breathed them there;Warm with the blood of lads I knowComes…
The lad came to the door at night,When lovers crown their vows,And whistled soft and out of sightIn shadow of…