Poems by Sydney Thompson Dobell
Fragment of Ballad
... Breaks to the thousand-fold of Fate and Chance, ...
The Orphan's Song
... Tho' the pleasant life is dancing round and round ...
An Autumn Mood
... That his soul should be seen and heard in the trees and flow'rs of the field ...
II: And As I Mused On All We Call Our Own
... Heaved through my breast the lapping wave that kills ...
Love And Beauty: II: To The Same
... Ah happy, happy soul, whose fruit of life is nigh ...
Afloat And Ashore
... Over and over the cannon-clouds cover brother and lover, but over and over ...
The German Legion
... Of whom this heart that beats for thee doth know ...
The Milkmaid's Song
... There's beer in the barrel, there's bread in the bake, ...
She Touches A Sad String Of Soft Recall
... All night, like it, my wide eyes watch and burn ...
New-Year's Eve
... Boss'd with great purples of new-clustered wine ...
Home, In War-Time
... and as a bee Sings thro' a brake of bells, so murmured she, ...
Bayonet Song
... What then? Who cares while theirs is the ten to the one ...
A Hero's Grave
... Well-away! As some poor hound that thro' thronged street and square ...
England's Day: A War-Saga
... And the hurling, swirling, up and down deeps go thundering under and over, ...
The Olive
... Hath shaken, shaken it from the body into space, ...
