John Masefield
Twilight by John Masefield

Twilight by John Masefield

Twilight it is, and the far woods are dim, and the rooks cry and call. Down in the valley the lamps, and the mist, and a star over all, There by the rick, where they thresh, is ...

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Trade Winds by John Masefield

Trade Winds by John Masefield

IN the harbor, in the island, in the Spanish Seas, Are the tiny white houses and the orange trees, And day-long, night-long, the cool and pleasant breeze Of the steady Trade ...

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The Yarn Of The Loch Achray by John Masefield

The Yarn Of The Loch Achray by John Masefield

The Loch Achray was a clipper tall With seven-and-twenty hands in all. Twenty to hand and reef and haul, A skipper to sail and mates to bawl 'Tally on to the tackle-fall, ...

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The Wild Duck by John Masefield

The Wild Duck by John Masefield

TwilightT. Red in the West. Dimness. A glow on the wood. The teams plod home to rest. The wild duck come to glean. O souls not understood, What a wild cry in the pool; What ...

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The West Wind by John Masefield

The West Wind by John Masefield

she is still a romantic will love with loyalty will love with intensity hopefully she likes nice sincere boys bad boys will break hearts especially the innocent ...

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The Wanderer by John Masefield

The Wanderer by John Masefield

ALL day they loitered by the resting ships, Telling their beauties over, taking stock; At night the verdict left my messmate's lips, "The Wanderer is the finest ship in dock." ...

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The Tarry Buccaneer by John Masefield

The Tarry Buccaneer by John Masefield

I'm going to be a pirate with a bright brass pivot-gun, And an island in the Spanish Main beyond the setting sun, And a silver flagon full of red wine to drink when work is ...

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The Seekers by John Masefield

The Seekers by John Masefield

FRIENDS and loves we have none, nor wealth nor blessed abode, But the hope of the City of God at the other end of the road. Not for us are content, and quiet, and peace of ...

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The Passing Strange by John Masefield

The Passing Strange by John Masefield

Out of the earth to rest or range Perpetual in perpetual change, The unknown passing through the strange. Water and saltness held together To tread the dust and stand the ...

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The Lemmings by John Masefield

The Lemmings by John Masefield

Once in a hundred years the Lemmings come Westward, in search of food, over the snow; Westward until the salt sea drowns them dumb; Westward, till all are drowned, those ...

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The Island Of Skyros by John Masefield

The Island Of Skyros by John Masefield

Here, where we stood together, we three men, Before the war had swept us to the East Three thousand miles away, I stand again And hear the bells, and breathe, and go to feast. ...

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The Golden City Of St. Mary by John Masefield

The Golden City Of St. Mary by John Masefield

Out beyond the sunset could I but find the way, Is a sleepy blue laguna which widens to a bay, And there's the Blessed City &mdash so the sailors say &mdash The Golden ...

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The Everlasting Mercy by John Masefield

The Everlasting Mercy by John Masefield

Thy place is biggyd above the sterrys cleer, Noon erthely paleys wrouhte in so statly wyse, Com on my freend, my brothir moost enteer, For the I offryd my blood in sacrifise. ...

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Tewkesbury Road by John Masefield

Tewkesbury Road by John Masefield

IT is good to be out on the road, and going one knows not where, Going through meadow and village, one knows not whither or why; Through the grey light drift of the dust, in the ...

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Sonnet Ii by John Masefield

Sonnet Ii by John Masefield

Forget all these, the barren fool in power, The madman in command, the jealous O, The bitter world, biting its bitter hour, The cruel now, the happy long ago. Forget all ...

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Sonnet by John Masefield

Sonnet by John Masefield

FLESH, I have knocked at many a dusty door, Gone down full many a midnight lane, Probed in old walls and felt along the floor, Pressed in blind hope the lighted window-pane, ...

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Seven Poems by John Masefield

Seven Poems by John Masefield

I Here in the self is all that man can know Of Beauty, all the wonder, all the power, All the unearthly colour, all the glow, Here in the self which withers like a flower; ...

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Sea Fever by John Masefield

Sea Fever by John Masefield

I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky, And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by, And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white ...

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Sea Change by John Masefield

Sea Change by John Masefield

"Goneys an' gullies an' all o' the birds o' the sea They ain't no birds, not really", said Billy the Dane. "Not mollies, nor gullies, nor goneys at all", said he, "But simply ...

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Roadways by John Masefield

Roadways by John Masefield

ONE road leads to London, One road leads to Wales, My road leads me seawards To the white dipping sails. One road leads to the river, And it goes singing slow; My road ...

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Reynard The Fox – Part 2 by John Masefield

Reynard The Fox – Part 2 by John Masefield

On old Cold Crendon's windy tops Grows wintrily Blown Hilcote Copse, Wind-bitten beech with badger barrows, Where brocks eat wasp-grubs with their marrows, And foxes lie on ...

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Reynard The Fox – Part 1 by John Masefield

Reynard The Fox – Part 1 by John Masefield

The meet was at 'The Cock and Pye By Charles and Martha Enderby,' The grey, three-hundred-year-old inn Long since the haunt of Benjamin The highwayman, who rode the bay. The ...

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One Of The Bo’sun’s Yarns by John Masefield

One Of The Bo’sun’s Yarns by John Masefield

Loafin' around in Sailor Town, a-bluin' o' my advance, I met a derelict donkyman who led me a merry dance, Till he landed me 'n blanched me fair in the bar of a rum-saloon, 'N' ...

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On Growing Old by John Masefield

On Growing Old by John Masefield

Be with me, Beauty, for the fire is dying; My dog and I are old, too old for roving. Man, whose young passion sets the spindrift flying, Is soon too lame to march, too cold for ...

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On Eastnor Knoll by John Masefield

On Eastnor Knoll by John Masefield

SILENT are the woods, and the dim green boughs are Hushed in the twilight: yonder, in the path through The apple orchard, is a tired plough-boy Calling the cows home. A ...

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Night Is On The Downland by John Masefield

Night Is On The Downland by John Masefield

Night is on the downland, on the lonely moorland, On the hills where the wind goes over sheep-bitten turf, Where the bent grass beats upon the unplowed poorland And the ...

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Mother Carey (As Told Me By The Bo’sun) by John Masefield

Mother Carey (As Told Me By The Bo’sun) by John Masefield

Mother Carey? She's the mother o' the witches 'N' all them sort o' rips; She's a fine gell to look at, but the hitch is, She's a sight too fond of ships; She lives upon an ...

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Lollingdon Downs Viii by John Masefield

Lollingdon Downs Viii by John Masefield

THE Kings go by with jewled crowns; Their horses gleam, their banners shake, their spears are many. The sack of many-peopled towns Is all their dream: The way they take ...

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Laugh And Be Merry by John Masefield

Laugh And Be Merry by John Masefield

Laugh and be merry, remember, better the world with a song, Better the world with a blow in the teeth of a wrong. Laugh, for the time is brief, a thread the length of a span. ...

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Hell’s Pavement by John Masefield

Hell’s Pavement by John Masefield

“When I’m discharged at Liverpool ‘n’ draws my bit o’ pay, I won’t come to sea no more; I’ll court a pretty little lass ‘n’ have a weddin’ day, ‘N’ settle somewhere down shore; ...

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Fragments by John Masefield

Fragments by John Masefield

Troy Town is covered up with weeds, The rabbits and the pismires brood On broken gold, and shards, and beads Where Priam's ancient palace stood. The floors of many a gallant ...

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Dauber by John Masefield

Dauber by John Masefield

I Four bells were struck, the watch was called on deck, All work aboard was over for the hour, And some men sang and others played at check, Or mended clothes or watched the ...

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Cargoes by John Masefield

Cargoes by John Masefield

QUINQUIREME of Nineveh from distant Ophir, Rowing home to haven in sunny Palestine, With a cargo of ivory, And apes and peacocks, Sandalwood, cedarwood, and sweet white wine. ...

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Captain Stratton’s Fancy by John Masefield

Captain Stratton’s Fancy by John Masefield

OH some are fond of red wine, and some are fond of white, And some are all for dancing by the pale moonlight; But rum alone's the tipple, and the heart's delight Of the old ...

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C.L.M. by John Masefield

C.L.M. by John Masefield

IN the dark womb where I began My mother's life made me a man. Through all the months of human birth Her beauty fed my common earth. I cannot see, nor breathe, nor stir, But ...

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By A Bier-Side by John Masefield

By A Bier-Side by John Masefield

This is a sacred city built of marvellous earth. Life was lived nobly here to give such beauty birth. Beauty was in this brain and in this eager hand: Death is so blind and ...

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Biography by John Masefield

Biography by John Masefield

When I am buried, all my thoughts and acts Will be reduced to lists of dates and facts, And long before this wandering flesh is rotten The dates which made me will be all ...

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Beauty by John Masefield

Beauty by John Masefield

I HAVE seen dawn and sunset on moors and windy hills Coming in solemn beauty like slow old tunes of Spain: I have seen the lady April bringing the daffodils, Bringing the ...

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An Epilogue by John Masefield

An Epilogue by John Masefield

I have seen flowers come in stony places And kind things done by men with ugly faces, And the gold cup won by the worst horse at the races, So I trust, too.

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A Wanderer’s Song by John Masefield

A Wanderer’s Song by John Masefield

A WIND'S in the heart of me, a fire's in my heels, I am tired of brick and stone and rumbling wagon-wheels; I hunger for the sea's edge, the limit of the land, Where the wild ...

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A Valediction by John Masefield

A Valediction by John Masefield

We're bound for blue water where the great winds blow, It's time to get the tacks aboard, time for us to go; The crowd's at the capstan and the tune's in the shout, 'A long ...

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A Pier-Head Chorus by John Masefield

A Pier-Head Chorus by John Masefield

Oh I'll be chewing salted horse and biting flinty bread, And dancing with the stars to watch, upon the fo'c's'le head, Hearkening to the bow-wash and the welter of the tread Of ...

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A Night At Dago Tom’s by John Masefield

A Night At Dago Tom’s by John Masefield

Oh yesterday, I t'ink it was, while cruisin' down the street, I met with Bill. - 'Hullo,' he says, 'let's give the girls a treat.' We'd red bandanas round our necks 'n' our ...

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A Creed by John Masefield

A Creed by John Masefield

I HOLD that when a person dies His soul returns again to earth; Arrayed in some new flesh-disguise Another mother gives him birth. With sturdier limbs and brighter brain The ...

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A Ballad of John Silver by John Masefield

A Ballad of John Silver by John Masefield

We were schooner-rigged and rakish, with a long and lissome hull, And we flew the pretty colours of the crossbones and the skull; We'd a big black Jolly Roger flapping grimly ...

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