Adam Lindsay Gordon
Adam Lindsay Gordon Poems
- A Dedication They are rhymes rudely strung with intent less ...
- A Song Of Autumn ‘WHERE shall we go for our garlands glad ...
- An Exile's Farewell The ocean heaves around us still With ...
- Deliah [From a Picture] The sun has gone down, spreading ...
- Ashtaroth: A Dramatic Lyric Dramatis Personae
- Doubtful Dreams Aye, snows are rife in December, And sheaves...
- Borrow'D Plumes [A Preface and a Piracy] PROLOGUE OF ...
Gordon was born at Fayal in the Azores, son of Captain Adam Durnford Gordon who had married his first cousin, Harriet Gordon, both of whom were descended from Adam of Gordon of the ballad. Captain Gordon, who had retired from the Bengal cavalry and taught Hindustani, was then staying at the Azores for the sake of his wife's health. After living on the island of Madeira, they went to England and lived at Cheltenham in 1840.
Gordon was sent to Cheltenham College in 1841 when he was only seven, but after he had been there a year he was sent to a school kept by the Rev. Samuel Ollis Garrard in Gloucestershire. He attended the Royal Military Academy, Woolwich in 1848, where he was a ... more »
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They are rhymes rudely strung with intent less
Of sound than of words,
In lands where bright blossoms are scentless,
And songless bright birds;
Where, with fire and fierce drought on her tresses,
Insatiable Summer oppresses
Sere woodlands and sad wildernesses,
And faint flocks and herds.
Where in drieariest days, when all dews end,
And all winds are warm,
Wild Winter's large floodgates are loosen'd,
And floods, freed by storm;
From broken-up fountain heads, dash on
Dry deserts with long pent up passion--
Here rhyme was first framed without ...