Under A Stagnant Sky – William Ernest Henley

Under A Stagnant Sky Under a stagnant sky, Gloom out of gloom uncoiling into gloom, The River, jaded and forlorn, Welters and wanders wearily–wretchedly–on; Yet…

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Some Starlit Garden Grey With Dew – William Ernest Henley

Some Starlit Garden Grey With Dew Some starlit garden grey with dew, Some chamber flushed with wine and fire, What matters where, so I and…

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London Types – Mounted Police – William Ernest Henley

London Types – Mounted Police Army Reserve; a worshipper of Bobs, With whom he stripped the smock from Candahar; Neat as his mount, that neatest…

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Grave – William Ernest Henley

Grave St. Margaret’s bells, Quiring their innocent, old-world canticles, Sing in the storied air, All rosy-and-golden, as with memories Of woods at evensong, and sands…

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Ballade Of Dead Actors – William Ernest Henley

Ballade Of Dead Actors Where are the passions they essayed, And where the tears they made to flow? Where the wild humours they portrayed For…

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The Ways Of Death Are Soothing And Serene – William Ernest Henley

The Ways Of Death Are Soothing And Serene The ways of Death are soothing and serene, And all the words of Death are grave and…

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Out Of The Night That Covers Me – William Ernest Henley

Out Of The Night That Covers Me Out of the night that covers me, Black as the Pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever…

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Life In Her Creaking Shoes – William Ernest Henley

Life In Her Creaking Shoes Life in her creaking shoes Goes, and more formal grows, A round of calls and cues: Love blows as the…

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Enter Patient – William Ernest Henley

Enter Patient The morning mists still haunt the stony street; The northern summer air is shrill and cold; And lo, the Hospital, grey, quiet, old,…

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After – William Ernest Henley

After Like as a flamelet blanketed in smoke, So through the anaesthetic shows my life; So flashes and so fades my thought, at strife With…

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When The Wind Storms By With A Shout – William Ernest Henley

When The Wind Storms By With A Shout When the wind storms by with a shout, and the stern sea-caves Rejoice in the tramp and…

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The Sea Is Full Of Wandering Foam – William Ernest Henley

The Sea Is Full Of Wandering Foam The sea is full of wandering foam, The sky of driving cloud; My restless thoughts among them roam…

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Madam Life’s A Piece In Bloom – William Ernest Henley

Madam Life’s A Piece In Bloom Madam Life’s a piece in bloom Death goes dogging everywhere: She’s the tenant of the room, He’s the ruffian…

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In The Dials – William Ernest Henley

In The Dials To GARRYOWEN upon an organ ground Two girls are jigging. Riotously they trip, With eyes aflame, quick bosoms, hand on hip, As…

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Children- Private Ward – William Ernest Henley

Children- Private Ward Here in this dim, dull, double-bedded room, I play the father to a brace of boys, Ailing but apt for every sort…

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Trees And The Menace Of Night – William Ernest Henley

Trees And The Menace Of Night Trees and the menace of night; Then a long, lonely, leaden mere Backed by a desolate fell, As by…

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Since Those We Love And Those We Hate – William Ernest Henley

Since Those We Love And Those We Hate SINCE those we love and those we hate, With all things mean and all things great, Pass…

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London Types – Hawker – William Ernest Henley

London Types – Hawker Far out of bounds he’d figured-in a race Of West-End traffic pitching to his loss. But if you’d see him in…

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Gull In An Aery Morrice – William Ernest Henley

Gull In An Aery Morrice Gulls in an aery morrice Gleam and vanish and gleam . . . The full sea, sleepily basking, Dreams under…

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Back-View – William Ernest Henley

Back-View I watched you saunter down the sand: Serene and large, the golden weather Flowed radiant round your peacock feather, And glistered from your jewelled…

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With Strawberries We Filled A Tray – William Ernest Henley

With Strawberries We Filled A Tray WITH strawberries we filled a tray, And then we drove away, away Along the links beside the sea, Where…

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The Ways Are Green – William Ernest Henley

The Ways Are Green The ways are green with the gladdening sheen Of the young year’s fairest daughter. O, the shadows that fleet o’er the…

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Orientale – William Ernest Henley

Orientale She’s an enchanting little Israelite, A world of hidden dimples!–Dusky-eyed, A starry-glancing daughter of the Bride, With hair escaped from some Arabian Night, Her…

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Life Is Bitter – William Ernest Henley

Life Is Bitter Life is bitter. All the faces of the years, Young and old, are gray with travail and with tears. Must we only…

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England, My England – William Ernest Henley

England, My England WHAT have I done for you,    England, my England? What is there I would not do,    England, my own? With your glorious…

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A Thanksgiving – William Ernest Henley

A Thanksgiving From brief delights that rise to me Out of unfathomable dole, I thank whatever gods there be For mine unconquerable soul. In the…

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We Shall Surely Die – William Ernest Henley

We Shall Surely Die We shall surely die: Must we needs grow old? Grow old and cold, And we know not why? O, the By-and-By,…

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The Rain And The Wind – William Ernest Henley

The Rain And The Wind The rain and the wind, the wind and the rain — They are with us like a disease: They worry…

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Music – William Ernest Henley

Music Down the quiet eve, Thro’ my window with the sunset Pipes to me a distant organ Foolish ditties; And, as when you change Pictures…

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In The Placid Summer Midnight – William Ernest Henley

In The Placid Summer Midnight In the placid summer midnight, Under the drowsy sky, I seem to hear in the stillness The moths go glimmering…

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Bring Her Again, O Western Wind – William Ernest Henley

Bring Her Again, O Western Wind Bring her again, O western wind, Over the western sea! Gentle and good and fair and kind, Bring her…

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Tree, Old Tree Of The Triple Crook – William Ernest Henley

Tree, Old Tree Of The Triple Crook Tree, Old Tree of the Triple Crook And the rope of the Black Election, ‘Tis the faith of…

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Suicide – William Ernest Henley

Suicide Staring corpselike at the ceiling, See his harsh, unrazored features, Ghastly brown against the pillow, And his throat-so strangely bandaged! Lack of work and…

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London Types – Drum-Major – William Ernest Henley

London Types – Drum-Major Who says Drum-Major says a man of mould, Shaking the meek earth with tremendous tread, And pacing still, a triumph to…

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From The Break The Nightingale – William Ernest Henley

From The Break The Nightingale From the brake the Nightingale Sings exulting to the Rose; Though he sees her waxing pale In her passionate repose,…

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Ballade Of A Toyokuni Colour-Print – William Ernest Henley

Ballade Of A Toyokuni Colour-Print Was I a Samurai renowned, Two-sworded, fierce, immense of bow? A histrion angular and profound? A priest? a porter?–Child, although…

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You Played And Sang A Snatch Of Song – William Ernest Henley

You Played And Sang A Snatch Of Song You played and sang a snatch of song, A song that all-too well we knew; But whither…

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There Is A Wheel Inside My Head – William Ernest Henley

There Is A Wheel Inside My Head There is a wheel inside my head Of wantonness and wine, An old, cracked fiddle is begging without,…

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Praise The Generous Gods – William Ernest Henley

Praise The Generous Gods Praise the generous gods for giving In a world of wrath and strife, With a little time for living, Unto all…

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Largo E Mesto – William Ernest Henley

Largo E Mesto Out of the poisonous East, Over a continent of blight, Like a maleficent Influence released From the most squalid cellerage of hell,…

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Double Ballade On The Nothingness Of Things – William Ernest Henley

Double Ballade On The Nothingness Of Things The big teetotum twirls, And epochs wax and wane As chance subsides or swirls; But of the loss…

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Andante Con Moto – William Ernest Henley

Andante Con Moto Forth from the dust and din, The crush, the heat, the many-spotted glare, The odour and sense of life and lust aflare,…

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We Are The Choice Of The Will – William Ernest Henley

We Are The Choice Of The Will We are the Choice of the Will: God, when He gave the word That called us into line,…

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The Past Was Goodly Once – William Ernest Henley

The Past Was Goodly Once The Past was goodly once, and yet, when all is said, The best of it we know is that it’s…

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Not To The Staring Day – William Ernest Henley

Not To The Staring Day Not to the staring Day, For all the importunate questionings he pursues In his big, violent voice, Shall those mild…

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In Fisherrow – William Ernest Henley

In Fisherrow A hard north-easter fifty winters long Has bronzed and shrivelled sere her face and neck; Her locks are wild and grey, her teeth…

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Between The Dusk Of A Summer Night – William Ernest Henley

Between The Dusk Of A Summer Night Between the dusk of a summer night And the dawn of a summer day, We caught at a…

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To My Wife – William Ernest Henley

To My Wife Take, dear, my little sheaf of songs, For, old or new, All that is good in them belongs Only to you; And,…

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She Saunters By The Swinging Seas – William Ernest Henley

She Saunters By The Swinging Seas She sauntered by the swinging seas, A jewel glittered at her ear, And, teasing her along, the breeze Brought…

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London Types – Bluecoat Boy – William Ernest Henley

London Types – Bluecoat Boy So went our boys when Edward Sixth, the King, Chartered Christ’s Hospital, and died. And so Full fifteen generations in…

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From A Window In Princes Street – William Ernest Henley

From A Window In Princes Street Above the Crags that fade and gloom Starts the bare knee of Arthur’s Seat; Ridged high against the evening…

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Ave, Caesar! – William Ernest Henley

Ave, Caesar! From the winter’s grey despair, From the summer’s golden languor, Death, the lover of Life, Frees us for ever. Inevitable, silent, unseen, Everywhere…

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When You Wake In Your Crib – William Ernest Henley

When You Wake In Your Crib When you wake in your crib, You, an inch of experience – Vaulted about With the wonder of darkness;…

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The Wan Sun Westers, Faint And Slow – William Ernest Henley

The Wan Sun Westers, Faint And Slow The wan sun westers, faint and slow; The eastern distance glimmers gray; An eerie haze comes creeping low…

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Operation – William Ernest Henley

Operation You are carried in a basket, Like a carcase from the shambles, To the theatre, a cockpit Where they stretch you on a table….

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It Came With The Threat Of A Waning Moon – William Ernest Henley

It Came With The Threat Of A Waning Moon It came with the threat of a waning moon And the wail of an ebbing tide,…

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Easy Is The Triolet – William Ernest Henley

Easy Is The Triolet Easy is the Triolet, If you really learn to make it! Once a neat refrain you get, Easy is the Triolet….

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A Wink From Hesper – William Ernest Henley

A Wink From Hesper A wink from Hesper, falling Fast in the wintry sky, Comes through the even blue, Dear, like a word from you……

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Visitor – William Ernest Henley

Visitor Her little face is like a walnut shell With wrinkling lines; her soft, white hair adorns Her withered brows in quaint, straight curls, like…

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The Gods Are Dead – William Ernest Henley

The Gods Are Dead The gods are dead? Perhaps they are! Who knows? Living at least in Lempriere undeleted, The wise, the fair, the awful,…

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