George Edward Woodberry

(1855-1930 / United States)

George Edward Woodberry Poems

1. The Secret 1/4/2003
2. At Gibraltar 1/4/2003
3. Comrades 1/4/2003
4. America To England 4/22/2010
5. Divine Awe 4/22/2010
6. Edith Cavell 4/22/2010
7. From My Country 4/22/2010
8. Homeward Bound 4/22/2010
9. Immortal Love 4/22/2010
10. Love’s Rosary 4/22/2010
11. O, Inexpressible As Sweet 4/22/2010
12. O, Struck Beneath The Laurel 4/22/2010
13. On A Portrait Of Columbus 4/22/2010
14. On The Italian Front Mcmxvi 4/22/2010
15. Seaward 4/22/2010
16. So Slow To Die 4/22/2010
17. Song Of Eros, In Agathon 4/22/2010
18. Sonnets Written In The Fall Of 1914 4/22/2010
19. The Child 4/22/2010
20. The Flight 4/22/2010
21. The Rose Of Stars 4/22/2010
22. When First I Saw Her 4/22/2010
Best Poem of George Edward Woodberry

At Gibraltar


England, I stand on thy imperial ground,
Not all a stranger; as thy bugles blow,
I feel within my blood old battles flow --
The blood whose ancient founts in thee are found
Still surging dark against the Christian bound
Wide Islam presses; well its peoples know
Thy heights that watch them wandering below;
I think how Lucknow heard their gathering sound.
I turn, and meet the cruel, turbaned face.
England, 't is sweet to be so much thy son!
I feel the conqueror in my blood and race;
Last night Trafalgar awed me, and to-day
Gibraltar ...

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Where are the friends that I knew in my Maying,
   In the days of my youth, in the first of my roaming?
We were dear; we were leal; O, far we went straying;
   Now never a heart to my heart comes homing! --
Where is he now, the dark boy slender
   Who taught me bare-back, stirrup and reins?
I loved him; he loved me; my beautiful, tender
   Tamer of horses on grass-grown plains.

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