As through the wild green hills of WyreThe train ran, changing sky and shire,And far behind, a fading crest,Low in…
ALONG the field as we came byA year ago, my love and I,The aspen over stile and stoneWas talking to…
With rue my heart is ladenFor golden friends I had,For many a rose-lipt maidenAnd many a lightfoot lad.By brooks too…
When the lad for longing sighs,Mute and dull of cheer and pale,If at death's own door he lies,Maiden, you can…
When I watch the living meetAnd the moving pageant fileWarm and breathing through the streetWhere I lodge a little while,If…
When I came last to LudlowAmidst the moonlight pale,Two friends kept step beside me,Two honest friends and hale.Now Dick lies…
Wake not for the world-heard thunder,Nor the chimes that earthquakes toll;Stars may plot in heaven with planet,Lightning rive the rock…
The time you won your town the raceWe chaired you through the market-place;Man and boy stood cheering by,And home we…
This time of year a twelvemonth past,When Fred and I would meet,We needs must jangle, till at lastWe fought and…
There pass the careless peopleThat call their souls their own:Here by the road I loiter,How idle and alone.Ah, past the…