Arthur Thomas Quiller-couch White Poems

  • 1.
    Plain Language from truthful James[1].


    Do I sleep? Do I dream?
    ...
  • 2.
    By O--r K--m.

    Wake! for the closed Pavilion doors have kept
    Their silence while the white-eyed Kaffir slept,
    ...
  • 3.
    Rudiments, Rudiments, and Rudiments!
    'Thinketh one made them i' the fit o' the blues.

    'Thinketh one made them with the 'tips' to match,
    ...
  • 4.
    You and I and Burd so blithe--
    Burd so blithe, and you, and I--
    The Mower he would whet his scythe
    Before the dew was dry.
    ...
  • 5.
    If a leaf rustled, she would start:
    And yet she died, a year ago.
    How had so frail a thing the heart
    To journey where she trembled so?
    ...
  • 6.
    Sapphics.


    Down the green hill-side fro' the castle window
    ...
  • 7.
    Hush! and again the chatter of the starling
    Athwart the lawn!
    Lean your head close and closer. O my darling!--
    It is the dawn.
    ...
  • 8.
    'Tis pretty to be in Ballinderry,
    'Tis pretty to be in Ballindoon,
    But 'tis prettier far in County Kerry
    Coortin' under the bran' new moon,
    ...
  • 9.
    (Poitevin)


    The bold Marine comes back from war,
    ...
Total 9 White Poems by Arthur Thomas Quiller-couch

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