When evening cools the yellow stream,And shadows stalk the jungle’s ways,Zimbabwe’s palace flares ablazeFor a great King who fears to dream. For he alone of all mankindWaded the swamp that serpents shun;And struggling toward the setting sun,Came on the veldt that lies behind. No other eyes had vented thereSince eyes were lent for human sight—But … Continue reading Poem – “The Outpost”
Poetry
Poem – “While Hunting Night is Falling”
While hunting night is falling,So from the Weaver MaidLet us beg lodgingFor to the Riverbank of HeavenHave we come!-Ariwara no Narihira
Poem- “Arithmetic on the Frontier”
A great and glorious thing it isTo learn, for seven years or so,The Lord knows what of that and this,Ere reckoned fit to face the foe—The flying bullet down the Pass,That whistles clear: "All flesh is grass." Three hundred pounds per annum spentOn making brain and body meeterFor all the murderous intentComprised in "villainous saltpetre".And … Continue reading Poem- “Arithmetic on the Frontier”
Poem – “Fact and Fancy”
How dull the wretch, whose philosophic mindDisdains the pleasures of fantastic kind;Whose prosy thoughts the joys of life exclude,And wreck the solace of the poet’s mood!Young Zeno, practic’d in the Stoic’s art,Rejects the language of the glowing heart;Dissolves sweet Nature to a mess of laws;Condemns th’ effect whilst looking for the cause;Freezes poor Ovid in … Continue reading Poem – “Fact and Fancy”
Poem – “Modern Major-General”
I am the very model of a modern Major-General,I've information vegetable, animal, and mineral,I know the kings of England, and I quote the fights historicalFrom Marathon to Waterloo, in order categorical;I'm very well acquainted, too, with matters mathematical,I understand equations, both the simple and quadratical,About binomial theorem I'm teeming with a lot o' news,With many … Continue reading Poem – “Modern Major-General”
Poem – “Birches”
When I see birches bend to left and rightAcross the lines of straighter darker trees,I like to think some boy’s been swinging them.But swinging doesn’t bend them down to stayAs ice-storms do. Often you must have seen themLoaded with ice a sunny winter morningAfter a rain. They click upon themselvesAs the breeze rises, and turn … Continue reading Poem – “Birches”
Poem – “Concord Hymn”
By the rude bridge that arched the flood,Their flag to April’s breeze unfurled,Here once the embattled farmers stood,And fired the shot heard round the world. The foe long since in silence slept;Alike the conqueror silent sleeps;And Time the ruined bridge has sweptDown the dark stream which seaward creeps. On this green bank, by this soft … Continue reading Poem – “Concord Hymn”
Poem – “Courtesy”
Of Courtesy, it is much lessThan Courage of Heart or Holiness,Yet in my Walks it seems to meThat the Grace of God is in Courtesy. On Monks I did in Storrington fall,They took me straight into their Hall;I saw Three Pictures on a wall,And Courtesy was in them all. The first the Annunciation;The second the … Continue reading Poem – “Courtesy”
“The Hippopotamus” by T.S. Eliot
Similiter et omnes revereantur Diaconos, ut mandatum Jesu Christi; et Episcopum, ut Jesum Christum, existentem filium Patris; Presbyteros autem, ut concilium Dei et conjunctionem Apostolorum. Sine his Ecclesia non vocatur; de quibus suadeo vos sic habeo. S. IGNATII AD TRALLIANOS. And when this epistle is read among you, cause that it be read also in the church of the Laodiceans.The broad-backed hippopotamusRests on his … Continue reading “The Hippopotamus” by T.S. Eliot
Poem – “When I Have Fears That I May Cease to Be”
When I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain,Before high-piled books, in charact'ry, Hold like rich garners the full-ripen'd grain;When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face, Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,And think that I may never live to trace Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance;And … Continue reading Poem – “When I Have Fears That I May Cease to Be”
Serpent's Den 