Poems by John Le Gay Brereton
In A Tram
... And verse and girls were mixed with radiant beer ...
Wilfred
... And a hope that still with as good a will you may fight as you fought of yore ...
Kretschmann
... Still with playthings in his pockets, rest and solace may he know, ...
Hymn to the God of War
... And have seen thee stalk pale and triumphant where nations fell flat in thy path ...
Rebel Hearts
... Barelegged, bareheaded, brown and free, ...
The Peace of God
... His hand from slaughter, till, in desperate plight, ...
The Power Of Hell
... We break the ancient spell, ...
Unborn
... Perhaps you are his, foreshadowed, when I creep ...
Twenty-One
... Though all your light seem shimmering blinding haze, ...
The Fugitive
... Take warning of your own hearts inward voice, ...
The Liner
... The slow craft plunges norward ...
A Prologue
... Cast off, contemned and hated, stabbed, discrowned, ...
The Explorer
... III So we soared and the earth fell away, and the region of night ...
For Valour
... Hells throat may swallow down its lie, ...
The Dead
... Farewell, high-hearted friends, for God is dead ...
