Poems by Charles Kingsley
My Hunting Song
... Cowards and bunglers, whose heart or whose eye is slow, ...
The Legend of La Brea
... ' Grinned the negro, grinned and trembled- ...
The Night Bird: A Myth
... The wind will blow, the dawn will glow ...
Ode On The Istallation of the Duke of Devonshire
... Grandly leads the dance adown, and joins the children's play ...
Old And New: A Parable
... So, though old forms pass by, ne'er shall their spirit die, ...
Fishing Song: To J.A. Froude and Tom Hughes
... Or spluttering Welsh to tender blarney, blarney, blarney ...
Sappho
... And sighed for sleep, for sleep that would not hear, ...
The Knight's Return
... The were wolves mutter, the night hawks moan, ...
Scotch Song
... And a fause knight threw us the bonny broun hair, ...
Trehill Well
... While round the base the grass-blades bright ...
Hymn
... And Thy just rule shall fill the earth ...
The Young Knight: A Parable
... He searched the wild wood through and through, ...
A Lament
... Now the hare is snared and dead beside the snow-yard, ...
The Tide Rock
... With broad blight side beneath the broad bright sun, ...
Child Ballad
... Their souls are waiting round His feet ...
