Miscellany of Poetry

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1919
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A MISCELLANY OF POETRY
1919
Edited by W. Kean Seymour.
With decorations by Doris Palmer, Cecil Palmer and Hayward.
To
SIR ARTHUR QUILLER-COUCH
1919
PREFATORY NOTE
This 'Miscellany of Poetry, 1919', is issued to the public as a truly
catholic anthology of contemporary poetry. The poems here printed are
new, in the sense that they have not previously been issued by their
authors in book form--a fact which surely gives the Miscellany an
unique place among modern collections. My deep thanks are due to my
fellow-contributors for their generous and hearty co-operation, and to
the editors of the 'English Review', 'To-day', 'Voices', 'New Witness',
'Observer', 'Saturday Westminster', 'Art and Letters', 'Cambridge
Magazine' and the 'Nation' for permission to reprint certain poems.
W. K. S.
'September, 1919'
CONTENTS
BINYON, LAURENCE

Song
Commercial
Numbers
The Children Dancing
BRANFORD, F. V.
Farewell to Mathematics
Return
Over the Dead
CHESTERTON, GILBERT KEITH
Elegy in a Country Churchyard
The Ballad of St. Barbara
CHURCH, RICHARD
Psyche goes forth to Life
DAVIES, WILLIAM H.
The Villain
Bird and Brook
Passion's Hounds
The Truth
The
Force of Love
April's Lambs
DEARMER, GEOFFREY
Nous Autres
She to Him
DRINKWATER, JOHN
Malediction
Spectral
GIBSON, WILFRED WILSON
IN WAR-TIME
0. Troopship
0. The Conscript
0. Air-Raid
0. In War-Time
0. Ragtime
0. Leave
0. Bacchanal
GOLDING, Louis

Shepherd Singing Ragtime
The Singer of High State
GOULD, GERALD
Freedoms (Eight Sonnets)
HOUSMAN, LAURENCE
Summer Night
LE GALLIENNE, RICHARD
The Palaces of The Rose
MACAULAY, ROSE
Peace, June 28th, 1919
MASON, EUGENE
Antony and Cleopatra
MAYNARD, THEODORE
Dirge
Desideravi
Laus Deo!
MOORE, T. STURGE
Aforetime
MOULT, THOMAS
Down here the Hawthorn
Invocation
NICHOLS, ROBERT
On Seeing a Portrait of Blake
PHILLPOTTS, EDEN

The Fall
Ghosties at the Wedding
SABIN, ARTHUR K.
Four Lyrics
SACKVILLE, LADY MARGARET
The Return
To--
SEYMOUR, WILLIAM KEAN
Fruitage
In the Wood
Siesta
To One who Eats Larks
If Beauty
Came to You
SHIPP, HORACE
Prison
The Sixth Day
SITWELL, EDITH
Eventail
The Lady with the Sewing Machine
Portrait of a Barmaid

Solo for Ear-Trumpet
STUART, MURIEL
The Father
The Shore
Thélus Wood
The Thief of Beauty
TITTERTON, W. R.
The High Wall
The Broken Sword
Night-Shapes
The Silent
People
VISIAK, E. H.
Lamps and Lanterns
Stranded
WAUGH, ALEC.

Rubble
WILLIAMS, CHARLES
Christmas
Briseis

LAURENCE BINYON
A SONG
For Mercy, Courage, Kindness, Mirth,
There is no measure upon
earth.
Nay, they wither, root and stem,
If an end be set to them.
Overbrim and overflow,
If your own heart you would know;
For the
spirit born to bless
Lives but in its own excess.
COMMERCIAL
Gross, with protruding ears,
Sleek hair, brisk glance, fleshy and yet
alert,
Red, full, and satisfied,
Cased in obtuseness confident not to
be hurt,
He sits at a little table
In the crowded congenial glare and noise,
jingling
Coin in his pocket; sips
His glass, with hard eye
impudently singling
A woman here and there:--
Women and men, they are all priced in his
thought,
All commodities staked
In the market, sooner or later sold
and bought.
"Were I he," you are thinking,
You with the dreamer's forehead and
pure eyes,
"What should I lose?--All,
All that is worthy the striving
for, all my prize,
"All the truth of me, all
Life that is wonder, pity, and fear, requiring


Utter joy, utter pain,
From the heart that the infinite hurts with
deep desiring
"Why is it I am not he?
Chance? The grace of God? The mystery's
plan?
He, too, is human stuff,
A kneading of the old, brotherly
slime of man.
"Am I a lover of men,
And turn abhorring as from fat slug or snake?

Lives obstinate in me too
Something the power of angels could not
unmake?"
O self-questioner! None
Unlocks your answer. Steadily look, nor
flinch.
This belongs to your kind,
And knows its aim and fails not
itself at a pinch.
It is here in the world and works,
Not done with yet.--Up, then, let the