Songs from Books | Page 7

279
A farmer of the Augustan Age,
89
After the sack of the City, when Rome was sunk to
a name, 256
All day long to the judgment-seat,
86
All the world over, nursing their scars,
138
Alone upon the housetops to the North,
234
And if ye doubt the tale I tell,
136
'And some are sulky, while some will plunge',
32
And they were stronger hands than mine,
235
As Adam lay a-dreaming beneath the Apple Tree,
301
As the dawn was breaking the Sambhur belled,
294
A stone's throw out on either hand,
34
At the hole where he went in,
249

Beat off in our last fight were we?,
79
Because I sought it far from men,
80
Bees! Bees! Hark to your bees!,
172
Before my spring I garnered autumn's gain,
135
Between the waving tufts of jungle-grass,
133
By the Hoof of the Wild Goat uptossed,
217

China-going P. and O.'s,
189
Cities and Thrones and Powers,
vii
Cry 'Murder' in the market-place, and each,
31

Dark children of the mere and marsh,
133

Eddi, priest of St. Wilfrid,
45
Ere Mor the Peacock flutters, ere the Monkey People
cry,