Alfred Austin
An Autumn—blooming Rose by Alfred Austin

An Autumn—blooming Rose by Alfred Austin

I found, and plucked, an autumn-blooming rose,And shut my eyes, and scented all its savour:When lo! as in the month the blackthorn blows,Lambs 'gan to bleat, and merle and lark to ...

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Grandmothers Teaching by Alfred Austin

Grandmothers Teaching by Alfred Austin

``Grandmother dear, you do not know; you have lived the old-world life, Under the twittering eaves of home, sheltered from storm and strife; Rocking cradles, and covering jams, ...

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Shelley’s Death by Alfred Austin

Shelley’s Death by Alfred Austin

What! And it was so! Thou wert thenDeath-stricken from behind,O heart of hearts! and they were men,That rent thee from mankind!Greedy hatred chasing love,As a hawk pursues a ...

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To Beatrice Stuart–Wortley Ætat by Alfred Austin

To Beatrice Stuart–Wortley Ætat by Alfred Austin

Patter, patter, little feet,Making music quaint and sweet,Up the passage, down the stair;Patter, patter everywhere.Ripple, ripple, little voice;When I hear you, I rejoice.When you ...

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When The Reaper Lays The Sickle by Alfred Austin

When The Reaper Lays The Sickle by Alfred Austin

When the reaper lays the sickle by, And taketh down the flail: When all we prized, and all we planned, Is ripe and stored at last, And Autumn looks across the land, And ...

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Songs From prince Lucifer – Mother-Song by Alfred Austin

Songs From prince Lucifer – Mother-Song by Alfred Austin

WHITE little hands! Pink little feet! Dimpled all over, Sweet, sweet, sweet! What dost thou wail for? The unknown? the unseen? The ills that are coming, The joys that have ...

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Church door Should Still Stand Open by Alfred Austin

Church door Should Still Stand Open by Alfred Austin

Church-doors should still stand open, night and day, Open to all who come for praise or prayer, Laden with gift of love or load of care, Nimbused with gold, or flecked with ...

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On Visiting The Chateaux On The Loire by Alfred Austin

On Visiting The Chateaux On The Loire by Alfred Austin

I ``River rolling past the grey Battlements of yesterday, Palace strongholds reared by hands Summoned from transalpine lands, Skilled in wedding strength with grace, Fort ...

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A Country Nosegay by Alfred Austin

A Country Nosegay by Alfred Austin

Where have you been through the long sweet hoursThat follow the fragrant feet of June?By the dells and the dingles gathering flowers,Ere the dew of the dawn be sipped by noon.And ...

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Free Will And Fate by Alfred Austin

Free Will And Fate by Alfred Austin

`You ask me why I envy notThe Monarch on his throne.It is that I myself have gotA Kingdom of my own:Kingdom by Free Will divineMade inalienably mine,Where over motions blind and ...

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A Fragment by Alfred Austin

A Fragment by Alfred Austin

Should fickle hands in far-off daysNo longer stroke thy hair,And lips that once were proud to praiseForget to call thee fair,Sigh but my name, and though I beMute in the ...

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A Defence Of English Spring by Alfred Austin

A Defence Of English Spring by Alfred Austin

Unnamed, unknown, but surely bredWhere Thames, once silver, now runs lead,Whose journeys daily ebb and flow'Twixt Tyburn and the bells of Bow,You late in learned prose have ...

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At Shelley’s House At Lerici by Alfred Austin

At Shelley’s House At Lerici by Alfred Austin

Maiden, with English hair, and eyesThe colour of Italian skies,What seek you by this shore?``I seek, sir, for the latest homeWhere Shelley dwelt, and, o'er the foamSpeeding, ...

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A Meeting by Alfred Austin

A Meeting by Alfred Austin

Queen, widowed Mother of a widowed child,Whose ancient sorrow goeth forth to meetHer new-born sorrow with parental feet,And tearful eyes that oft on hers have smiled,Will not your ...

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Here, Where The Vine And Fig Bask Hand In Hand by Alfred Austin

Here, Where The Vine And Fig Bask Hand In Hand by Alfred Austin

Here, where the vine and fig bask hand in hand,And the hot lizard lies along the wall,Blinded I shrink where cypress shadows fall,And gaze upon the far-off mountains bland:Then ...

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A Florilegium by Alfred Austin

A Florilegium by Alfred Austin

IAll the seasons of the year,I have flowers for you, dear.When the ploughland's flecked with snow,And the blue-eyed scyllas blow,Gazing, through the wintry gale,Like your eyes ...

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A Night In June by Alfred Austin

A Night In June by Alfred Austin

Lady! in this night of JuneFair like thee and holy,Art thou gazing at the moonThat is rising slowly?I am gazing on her now:Something tells me, so art thou.Night hath been when ...

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A Portrait by Alfred Austin

A Portrait by Alfred Austin

When friends grown faithless, or the fickle throng,Withdrawing from my life the love they lent,Breed in my heart disdainful discontent,And sadden sunshine with a sense of ...

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A Question by Alfred Austin

A Question by Alfred Austin

Love, wilt thou love me still when wintry streakSteals on the tresses of autumnal brow;When the pale rose hath perished in my cheek,And those are wrinkles that are dimples ...

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Give Me A Roof Where Wisdom Dwells by Alfred Austin

Give Me A Roof Where Wisdom Dwells by Alfred Austin

Give me a roof where Wisdom dwells,Where honeysuckle smiles and smells,A bleating flock, some lowing kine,An honest welcome always mine,A homely draught, a humble meal,Leisure to ...

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Is Life Worth Living? by Alfred Austin

Is Life Worth Living? by Alfred Austin

Is life worth living? Yes, so longAs Spring revives the year,And hails us with the cuckoo's song,To show that she is here;So long as May of April takes,In smiles and tears, ...

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Sisyphus by Alfred Austin

Sisyphus by Alfred Austin

Midway his upward unavailing courseSate Sisyphus, his back against his load,Halting a moment from that task of doom.Adown his swollen cheeks ran streams of sweatDripping from ...

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A Farewell by Alfred Austin

A Farewell by Alfred Austin

Good-bye, old year, good-bye!Gentle you were to many as to me,And so we, meditating, sigh,Since what hath been will be,That you must die.Hark! In the crumbling grey church ...

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A Farewell To Youth by Alfred Austin

A Farewell To Youth by Alfred Austin

Ere that I say farewell to youth, and takeThe homely road that leads to life's decline,Let me be sure again I shall not pineTo taste the bliss you bid me to forsake:That Spring's ...

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A Last Request by Alfred Austin

A Last Request by Alfred Austin

Let not the roses lieToo thickly tangled round my tomb,Lest fleecy clouds that skim the summer sky,Flinging their faint soft shadows, pass it by,And know not over whom.And let not ...

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Grandmother’s Teaching by Alfred Austin

Grandmother’s Teaching by Alfred Austin

``Grandmother dear, you do not know; you have lived the old-world life,Under the twittering eaves of home, sheltered from storm and strife;Rocking cradles, and covering jams, ...

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A Snow-White Lily by Alfred Austin

A Snow-White Lily by Alfred Austin

There was a snow-white lilyGrew by a cottage door:Such a white and wonderful lilyNever was seen before.The earth and the ether brought itSustenance, raiment, grace,And the feet of ...

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A Dialogue At Fiesole by Alfred Austin

A Dialogue At Fiesole by Alfred Austin

HE. Halt here awhile. That mossy-cushioned seatIs for your queenliness a natural throne;As I am fitly couched on this low sward,Here at your feet.SHE. And I, in thought, at ...

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A November Note by Alfred Austin

A November Note by Alfred Austin

Why, throstle, do you singIn this November haze?Singing for what? for whom?Deem you that it is Spring,Or that your lonely laysWill stave off Winter's gloom?Then did the bird ...

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A March Minstrel by Alfred Austin

A March Minstrel by Alfred Austin

Hail! once again, that sweet strong note!Loud on my loftiest larch,Thou quaverest with thy mottled throat,Brave minstrel of bleak March!Hearing thee flute, who pines or grievesFor ...

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Love’s Trinity by Alfred Austin

Love’s Trinity by Alfred Austin

SOUL, heart, and body, we thus singly name,Are not in love divisible and distinct, But each with each inseparably link'd. One is not honour, and the other shame,But burn as ...

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A Farmhouse Dirge by Alfred Austin

A Farmhouse Dirge by Alfred Austin

Will you walk with me to the brow of the hill, to visit the farmer's wife,Whose daughter lies in the churchyard now, eased of the ache of life?Half a mile by the winding lane, ...

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At Shelley’s Grave by Alfred Austin

At Shelley’s Grave by Alfred Austin

Beneath this marble, mute of praise,Is hushed the heart of OneWho, whilst it beat, had eagle's gazeTo stare upon the sun.Equal in flightTo any height,He lies where they that crawl ...

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A Woman’s Apology by Alfred Austin

A Woman’s Apology by Alfred Austin

In the green darkness of a summer wood,Wherethro' ran winding ways, a lady stood,Carved from the air in curving womanhood.A maiden's form crowned by a matron's mien,As, about ...

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A Christmas Carol by Alfred Austin

A Christmas Carol by Alfred Austin

Hark! In the air, around, above,The Angelic Music soars and swells,And, in the Garden that I love,I hear the sound of Christmas Bells.From hamlet hollow, village height,The ...

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A Dream Of England by Alfred Austin

A Dream Of England by Alfred Austin

I had a dream of England. Wild and weird,The billows ravened round her, and the wrack,Darkening and dwindling, blotted out the track,Then flashed on her a bolt that scorched and ...

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When I Am Gone by Alfred Austin

When I Am Gone by Alfred Austin

When I am gone, I pray you shedNo tears upon the grassy bedWhere that which you have loved is laidUnder the wind-warped yew-tree's shade.And let no sombre pomp prepareMy ...

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A Captive Throstle by Alfred Austin

A Captive Throstle by Alfred Austin

Poor little mite with mottled breast,Half-fledged, and fallen from the nest,For whom this world hath just begun,Who want to fly, yet scarce can run;Why open wide your yellow ...

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A Border Burn by Alfred Austin

A Border Burn by Alfred Austin

Where Autumn runnels fret and foamPast banks of amber fern,Since track was none I chanced to roamAlong a Border burn.The rain was gone, the winds were furled,No cloud was in the ...

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Give Me Thy Heart by Alfred Austin

Give Me Thy Heart by Alfred Austin

Give me thy heart, I leave thee mine;But oh! till next our pulses meet,May my fond spirit round thee shine,Absorb thy soul and guide thy feet,And then no more my passion pine,My ...

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Unseasonable Snows by Alfred Austin

Unseasonable Snows by Alfred Austin

The leaves have not yet gone; then why do ye come,O white flakes falling from a dusky cloud?But yesterday my garden-plot was proudWith uncut sheaves of ripe chrysanthemum.Some ...

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Why England Is Conservative by Alfred Austin

Why England Is Conservative by Alfred Austin

Because of our dear Mother, the fair Past,On whom twin Hope and Memory safely lean,And from whose fostering wisdom none shall weanTheir love and faith, while love and faith shall ...

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A Poet’s Eightieth Birthday by Alfred Austin

A Poet’s Eightieth Birthday by Alfred Austin

``He dieth young whom the Gods love,'' was saidBy Greek Menander; nor alone by OneWho gave to Greece his English song and swordRe-echoed is the saying, but likewise he``Who ...

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In Praise Of England by Alfred Austin

In Praise Of England by Alfred Austin

From tangled brake and trellised bowerBring every bud that blows,But never will you find the flowerTo match an English rose.It blooms with more than city grace,Though rustic and ...

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At Vaucluse by Alfred Austin

At Vaucluse by Alfred Austin

By Avignon's dismantled walls,Where cloudless mid-March sunshine falls,Rhone, through broad belts of green,Flecked with the light of almond groves,Upon itself reverting, ...

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At His Grave by Alfred Austin

At His Grave by Alfred Austin

LEAVE me a little while alone, Here at his grave that still is strown With crumbling flower and wreath; The laughing rivulet leaps and falls, The thrush exults, the cuckoo ...

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Farewell To Italy by Alfred Austin

Farewell To Italy by Alfred Austin

Incomparable Italy, farewell!Tears not unmanly trespass to the eyes,From thy soft touch and glance unspeakableCompelled to turn and suffer other skies.E'en as I leave thee, the ...

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A Point Of Honour by Alfred Austin

A Point Of Honour by Alfred Austin

``Tell me again; I did not hear: It was wailing so sadly. Nay,Hush! little one, for mother wants to know what they have to say.There! At my breast be good and still! What quiets ...

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Ave Maria by Alfred Austin

Ave Maria by Alfred Austin

In the ages of Faith, before the dayWhen men were too proud to weep or pray,There stood in a red-roofed Breton townSnugly nestled 'twixt sea and down,A chapel for simple souls to ...

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In The Month When Sings The Cuckoo by Alfred Austin

In The Month When Sings The Cuckoo by Alfred Austin

Hark! Spring is coming. Her herald sings,Cuckoo!The air resounds and the woodland rings,Cuckoo! Cuckoo!Leave the milking pail and the mantling cream,And down by the meadow, and up ...

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