Poetry Books by Wilfrid Wilson Gibson

Wilfrid Wilson Gibson Books, Wilfrid Wilson Gibson poetry book The Golden Helm Authors: Wilfrid Wilson Gibson
Publisher: BiblioBazaar, LLC
Published Date: 2009-06
Categories: History
This is a pre-1923 historical reproduction that was curated for quality. Quality assurance was conducted on each of these books in an attempt to remove books with imperfections introduced by the digitization process. Though we have made best efforts - the books may have occasional errors that do not impede the reading experience. We believe this work is culturally important and have elected to bring the book back into print as part of our continuing commitment to the preservation of printed works worldwide.

Wilfrid Wilson Gibson Books, Wilfrid Wilson Gibson poetry book Battle Authors: Wilfrid Wilson Gibson
Publisher: Holyoake Press
Published Date: 2008-07
Categories: History
Many of the earliest books, particularly those dating back to the 1900s and before, are now extremely scarce and increasingly expensive. We are republishing these classic works in affordable, high quality, modern editions, using the original text and artwork.

Wilfrid Wilson Gibson Books, Wilfrid Wilson Gibson poetry book Friends Authors: Wilfrid Wilson Gibson
Publisher: ELKIN MATHEWS
Published Date: 2015-07-19
Categories: Poetry
Friends Your face was lifted to the golden sky Ablaze beyond the black roofs of the square, As flame on flame leapt, flourishing in air Its tumult of red stars exultantly, To the cold constellations dim and high; And as we neared, the roaring ruddy flare Kindled to gold your throat and brow and hair Until you burned, a flame of ecstasy. The golden head goes down into the night Quenched in cold gloom--and yet again you stand Beside me now with lifted face alight, As, flame to flame, and fire to fire you burn... Then, recollecting, laughingly you turn, And look into my eyes and take my hand.



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Her Name Liberty
 by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

I thought to do a deed of chivalry,
An act of worth, which haply in her sight
Who was my mistress should recorded be
And of the nations. And, when thus the fight
Faltered and men once bold with faces white
Turned this and that way in excuse to flee,
I only stood, and by the foeman's might
Was overborne and mangled cruelly.
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