The Stone By Wilfrid Wilson Gibson

The Stone “And will you cut a stone for him, To set above his head? And will you cut a stone for him– A stone…

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The Messages By Wilfrid Wilson Gibson

The Messages “I cannot quite remember…. There were five Dropt dead beside me in the trench—and three Whispered their dying messages to me….” Back from…

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The Dancing Seal By Wilfrid Wilson Gibson

The Dancing Seal When we were building Skua Light– The first men who had lived a night Upon that deep-sea Isle– As soon as chisel…

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The Lonely Road By Wilfrid Wilson Gibson

The Lonely Road The Lonely Road So long had I travelled the lonely road, Though, now and again, a wayfairing friend Walked shoulder to shoulder,…

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The Crane By Wilfrid Wilson Gibson

The Crane The biggest crane on earth, it lifts Two hundred ton more easily Than I can lift my heavy head: And when it swings,…

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The Blind Rower By Wilfrid Wilson Gibson

The Blind Rower And since he rowed his father home, His hand has never touched an oar. All day he wanders on the shore, And…

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Cherries By Wilfrid Wilson Gibson

Cherries A HANDFUL of cherries She gave me in passing, The wizened old woman, And wished me good luck- And again I was dreaming, A…

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Home By Wilfrid Wilson Gibson

Home So long had I travelled the lonely road, Though, now and again, a wayfairing friend Walked shoulder to shoulder, and lightened the load, I…

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