Alfred Noyes (16 September 1880 – 25 June 1958 / Wolverhamton)
Quotations
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''Go down to Kew in lilac-time, in lilac-time, in lilac-time;
Alfred Noyes (1880-1958), British poet. The Barrel-Organ (l. 33-34). . . Family Book of Verse, The. Lewis Gannett, ed. (1961) Harper & Row.
Go down to Kew in lilac-time (it isn't far from London!)'' -
''The linnet and the throstle, too, and after dark the long halloo
Alfred Noyes (1880-1958), British poet. The Barrel-Organ (l. 47-48). . . Family Book of Verse, The. Lewis Gannett, ed. (1961) Harper & Row.
And golden-eyed tu-whit, tu-whooof owls that ogle London.'' -
''Once more La Traviata sighs
Alfred Noyes (1880-1958), British poet. The Barrel-Organ (l. 153-156). . . Family Book of Verse, The. Lewis Gannett, ed. (1961) Harper & Row.
Another sadder song:
Once more Il Trovatore cries
A tale of deeper wrong;'' -
''she cannot understand
Alfred Noyes (1880-1958), British poet. The Barrel-Organ (l. 84-87). . . Family Book of Verse, The. Lewis Gannett, ed. (1961) Harper & Row.
What she wants or why she wanders to that undiscovered land,
For the parties there are not at all the sort of thing she planned,
In the land where the dead dreams go.'' -
''Yes; as the music changes,
Alfred Noyes (1880-1958), British poet. The Barrel-Organ (l. 17-20). . . Family Book of Verse, The. Lewis Gannett, ed. (1961) Harper & Row.
Like a prismatic glass,
It takes the light and ranges
Through all the moods that pass;'' -
''When they shot him down in the highway,
Alfred Noyes (1880-1958), British poet. The Highwayman (l. 105-108). . . Oxford Book of Narrative Verse, The. Iona Opie and Peter Opie, eds. (1983) Oxford University Press.
Down like a dog in the highway,
And he lay in his blood on the highway, with the bunch of lace at
his throat.'' -
''The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,
Alfred Noyes (1880-1958), British poet. The Highwayman (l. 3-6). . . Oxford Book of Narrative Verse, The. Iona Opie and Peter Opie, eds. (1983) Oxford University Press.
And the highwayman came riding
Ridingriding
The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.'' -
''The look for me moonlight.
Alfred Noyes (1880-1958), British poet. The Highwayman (l. 29-31). . . Oxford Book of Narrative Verse, The. Iona Opie and Peter Opie, eds. (1983) Oxford University Press.
Watch for me by moonlight,
And he lay in his blood on the highway, with the bunch of lace at his throat.''
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A Prayer in Time of War
The war will change many things in art and life, and among them, it is to be hoped, many of our own ideas as to what is, and what is not, "intellectual."
Thou, whose deep ways are in the sea,
Whose footsteps are not known,
To-night a world that turned from Thee
Is waiting -- at Thy Throne.
The towering Babels that we raised
Where scoffing sophists brawl,
