You shall die at dawn," said they. He flung his empty revolver down the slope, He climbed alone to the Eastward edge of the trees; All night long in a dream untroubled of hope He brooded, clasping his knees. He did not hear the monotonous roar that fills... Clifton Chapel: And Other Poems - Page 11by Sir Henry John Newbolt - 1908 - 39 pagesFull view - About this book
| 1897 - 608 pages
...in at the window wide; He heard his father's voice from the terrace below Calling him down to ride. He saw the gray little church across the park, The mounds that hide the loved and honoured dead ; He saw the School Close, sunny and green, The runner beside him, the stand by the parapet wall, The... | |
| Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch - English poetry - 1901 - 1190 pages
...brooded, clasping his knees. He did not hear the monotonous roar that fills The ravine where the Yassin river sullenly flows ; He did not see the starlight...aglow, The wistaria trailing in at the window wide; -Ie saw the gray little church across the park, The mounds that hid the loved and honour'd dead ; The... | |
| Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch - English poetry - 1902 - 1118 pages
...brooded, clasping his knees. He did not hear the monotonous roar that fills The ravine where the Yassin river sullenly flows ; He did not see the starlight...aglow, The wistaria trailing in at the window wide; He heard his father's voice from the terrace below Calling him down to ride. He saw the gray little church... | |
| Arthur Quiller-Couch - English poetry - 1904 - 1058 pages
...brooded, clasping his knees. He did not hear the monotonous roar that fills The ravine where the Yassin river sullenly flows ; He did not see the starlight...gray little church across the park, The mounds that hid the loved and honour'd dead; The Norman arch, the chancel softly dark, The brasses black and red.... | |
| Robert Pickett Scott - English poetry - 1907 - 458 pages
...brooded, clasping his knees. He did not hear the monotonous roar that fills The ravine where the Yassin river sullenly flows ; He did not see the starlight...snows. He saw the April noon on his books aglow, The wisteria trailing in at the window wide; He heard his father's voice from the terrace below Calling... | |
| David Richard Porter - English poetry - 1911 - 292 pages
...brooded, clasping his knees. He did not hear the monotonous roar that fills The ravine where the Yassin river sullenly flows; He did not see the starlight...aglow, The wistaria trailing in at the window wide ; He heard his father's voice from the terrace below Calling him down to ride. He saw the gray little church... | |
| American poetry - 1912 - 624 pages
...brooded, clasping his knees. He did not hear the monotonous roar that fills The ravine where the Yassln river sullenly flows; He did not see the starlight...aglow, The wistaria trailing in at the window wide.; He heard his father's voice from the terrace below Calling him down to ride. He saw the gray little church... | |
| Arthur Quiller-Couch - English poetry - 1913 - 1048 pages
...brooded, clasping his knees. He did not hear the monotonous roar that fills The ravine where the Yassin river sullenly flows ; He did not see the starlight...aglow, The wistaria trailing in at the window wide ; He heard his father's voice from the terrace below Calling him down to ride. He saw the gray little church... | |
| Burton Egbert Stevenson - American poetry - 1915 - 568 pages
...brooded, clasping his knees. He did not hear the monotonous roar that fills The ravine where the Yassin river sullenly flows; He did not see the starlight...aglow, The wistaria trailing in at the window wide; He heard his father's voice from the terrace below Calling him down to ride. He saw the gray little church... | |
| English Association - English poetry - 1917 - 198 pages
...brooded, clasping his knees. He did not hear the monotonous roar that fills The ravine where the Yassin river sullenly flows ; He did not see the starlight...aglow, The wistaria trailing in at the window wide ; He heard his father's voice from the terrace below Calling him down to ride. » He saw the gray little... | |
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