Sydney Dobell
1824–1874
Poems (7)
- A Chanted Calendarfirst came the primrose,
- England to AmericaNOR force nor fraud shall sunder us! O ye
- Home, WoundedWheel me into the sunshine,
- Laus DeoIn the hall the coffin waits, and the idle armourer stands.
- The Ballad of Keith of RavelstonThe murmur of the mourning ghost
- The Milkmaid’s SongTurn, turn, for my cheeks they burn,
- “How ’s my boy?”“ho, sailor of the sea!
