Comrades, leave me here a little, while as yet ’t is early morn,— Leave me here, and when you want me, sound upon the bugle horn. ’T is the place, and all around it, as of old, the curlews call, Dreary gleams about the moorland, flying over Locksley Hall: Locksley Hall, that in the distance... |
Lady Clara VERE DE VERE, Of me you shall not win renown; You thought to break a country heart For pastime, ere you went to town. At me you smiled, but unbeguiled I saw the snare, and I retired: The daughter of a hundred Earls, You are not one to be desired. Lady Clara Vere de Vere, I... |
17— i. wailing, wailing, wailing, the wind over land and sea— And Willy’s voice in the wind, “O mother, come out to me.” Why should he call me to-night, when he knows that I cannot go? For the downs are as bright as day, and the full moon stares at the snow. II. We should be seen, my dear; they... |
[October 25, 1854] HALF a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. “Forward, the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns!” he said; Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. “Forward, the Light Brigade!” Was there a man dismayed? Not... |
