351. The Sons Of Martha The Sons of Mary seldom bother, for they have inherited that good part;
But the Sons of Martha favour their Mother of the careful soul and the troubled heart. And because she lost her temper once, and because she was rude to the Lord her Guest,
353. The Craftsman Once, after long-drawn revel at The Mermaid,
He to the overbearing BoanergesJonson, uttered (if half of it were liquor,
354. The Return Peace is declared, and I return
To 'Ackneystadt, but not the same;Things 'ave transpired which made me learn
355. The Covenant We thought we ranked above the chance of ill.
Others might fall, not we, for we were wise--Merchants in freedom. So, of our free-will
356. The Dykes We have no heart for the fishing, we have no hand for the oar -
All that our fathers taught us of old pleases us now no more;All that our own hearts bid us believe we doubt where we do not deny -
359. The Last Of The Light Brigade There were thirty million English who talked of England's might,
There were twenty broken troopers who lacked a bed for the night.They had neither food nor money, they had neither service nor trade;
360. To The City Of Bombay The Cities are full of pride,
Challenging each to each -- This from her mountain-side,
361. The Shut-eye Sentry Sez the Junior Orderly Sergeant
To the Senior Orderly Man:"Our Orderly Orf'cer's ~hokee-mut~,
362. The Explorer "There's no sense in going further --
it's the edge of cultivation,"So they said, and I believed it --
363. The Rowers 1899 -- When Germany proposed that England should help her in a naval demonstration to collect debts from Venezuela.
367. The Threshold In their deepest caverns of limestone
They pictured the Gods of Food--The Horse, the Elk, and the Bison
368. The Flight When the grey geese heard the Fool's tread
Too near to where they lay,They lifted neither voice nor head,
369. To The True Romance Thy face is far from this our war,
Our call and counter-cry, I shall not find Thee quick and kind,
370. Our Fathers Also Thrones, Powers, Dominions, Peoples, Kings,
Are changing 'neath our hand.Our fathers also see these things
371. The Fairies' Siege I have been given my charge to keep--
Well have I kept the same!Playing with strife for the most of my life,
372. Et Dona Ferentes In extended observation of the ways and works of man,
From the Four-mile Radius roughly to the Plains of Hindustan: I have drunk with mixed assemblies, seen the racial ruction rise,
373. The Children These were our children who died for our lands: they were dear in our sight.
We have only the memory left of their hometreasured sayings and laughter.The price of our loss shall be paid to our hands, not another's hereafter.
374. Memories 'The eradication of memories of the Great War. -SOCIALIST GOVERNMENT ORGAN
375. The Sing-song Of Old Man Kangaroo This is the mouth-filling song of the race that was run by a Boomer.
Run in a single burst--only event of its kind--Started by Big God Nqong from Warrigaborrigarooma,
380. The Return Of The Children Neither the harps nor the crowns amused, nor the cherubs' dove-winged races--
Holding hands forlornly the Children wandered beneath the Dome,Plucking the splendid robes of the passers-by, and with pitiful! faces
381. The Bees And Flies A Farmer of the Augustan Age
Perused in Virgil's golden pageThe story of the secret won
382. The Hour Of The Angel Sooner or late--in earnest or in jest--
(But the stakes are no jest) Ithuriel's HourWill spring on us, for the first time, the test
383. The Prairie I see the grass shake in the sun for leagues on either hand,
I see a river loop and run about a treeless land --An empty plain, a steely pond, a distance diamond-clear,
390. The Only Son She dropped the bar, she shot the bolt, she fed the fire anew
For she heard a whimper under the sill and a great grey paw came through.The fresh flame comforted the hut and shone on the roof-beam,
399. The Servant When He Reigneth For three things the earth is disquieted, and for four which it cannot bear. For a servant when he reigneth, and a fool when he is filled with meat; for an odious woman when she is married, and an handmaid that is heir to her mistress. -- Prov. XXX. 21-22-23.
The moon is a curving flower of gold,
The sky is still and blue;
The moon was made for the sky to hold,
And I for you;
The moon is a flower without a stem,
The sky is luminous;
Eternity was made for them,
To-night for us.
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