Richard Le Gallienne

(1866-1947 / England)

Richard Le Gallienne Poems

1. A Ballad Of London 4/14/2010
2. A Ballad Of The Kind Little Creatures 4/14/2010
3. A Ballad Of Too Much Beauty 4/14/2010
4. A Ballad Of Woman 4/14/2010
5. A Caravan From China Comes (After Hafiz) 1/4/2003
6. A Child's Even-Song 4/14/2010
7. A Face In A Book 4/14/2010
8. A Frosty Fancy 4/14/2010
9. A June Lily 4/14/2010
10. A Library In A Garden 4/14/2010
11. A Lost Hour 4/14/2010
12. A Love-Letter 4/14/2010
13. A Lover's Universe 4/14/2010
14. A New Year Letter 4/14/2010
15. A Rainy Day 4/14/2010
16. A Song Of Singers 4/14/2010
17. A Warning 4/14/2010
18. Ad Cimmerios 4/14/2010
19. Adoration 4/14/2010
20. After The War 4/14/2010
21. After Tribullus 4/14/2010
22. Ah! Did You Ever Hear The Spring 4/14/2010
23. Alfred Tennyson 4/14/2010
24. Alice 4/14/2010
25. All Sung 4/14/2010
26. All The Way 4/14/2010
27. All The Wide World Is But The Thought Of You 4/14/2010
28. All The Words In All The World 4/14/2010
29. Alma Venus 4/14/2010
30. An Easter Hymn 4/14/2010
31. An Echo From Horace 4/14/2010
32. An Epitaph On A Goldfish 4/14/2010
33. An Impression 4/14/2010
34. An Inscription 4/14/2010
35. An Ode To Spring 4/14/2010
36. An Old Love Letter 4/14/2010
37. An Old Man's Song 4/14/2010
38. Anima Mundi 4/14/2010
39. April 4/14/2010
40. April Is In The World Again 4/14/2010
Best Poem of Richard Le Gallienne

Soldier Going To The War

Soldier going to the war--
Will you take my heart with you,
So that I may share a little
In the famous things you do?

Soldier going to the war--
If in battle you must fall,
Will you, among all the faces,
See my face the last of all?

Soldier coming from the war--
Who shall bind your sunburnt brow
With the laurel of the hero,
Soldier, soldier--vow for vow!

Soldier coming from the war--
When the street is one wide sea,
Flags and streaming eyes and glory--
Soldier, will you look for me?

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I Know Not In What Place

I know not in what place again I'll meet
The face I love-but there is not a street
In the wide world where you can wander, sweet,
Without my finding you, with those great eyes;
Nor is there any star in all the skies
Can give you shelter from my pitiless love.

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