Say, lad, have you things to do?Quick then, while your day's at prime.Quick, and if 'tis work for two,Here am…
Others, I am not the first,Have willed more mischief than they durst:If in the breathless night I tooShiver now, 'tis…
On Wenlock Edge the wood's in trouble;His forest fleece the Wrekin heaves;The gale, it plies the saplings double,And thick on…
On moonlit heath and lonesome bankThe sheep beside me graze;And yon the gallows used to clankFast by the four cross…
Oh, see how thick the goldcup flowersAre lying in field and lane,With dandelions to tell the hoursThat never are told…
Oh stay at home, my lad, and ploughThe land and not the sea,And leave the soldiers at their drill,And all…
O why do you walk through the fields in boots,Missing so much and so much?O fat white woman whom nobody…
The Sun at noon to higher air,Unharnessing the silver PairThat late before his chariot swam,Rides on the gold wool of…
Loveliest of trees, the cherry nowIs hung with bloom along the bough,And stands about the woodland rideWearing white for Eastertide.Now…
Loitering with a vacant eyeAlong the Grecian gallery,And brooding on my heavy ill,I met a statue standing still.Still in marble…