Sir Henry Newbolt Poems

(A Lady of Tender Age)

Ladies, where were your bright eyes glancing,
Where were they glancing yester-night?
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Over the turret, shut in his iron-clad tower,
Craven was conning his ship through smoke and flame;
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With sanguine looks
And rolling walk
Among the rooks
He loved to stalk,
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O Saint whose thousand shrines our feet have trod
And our eyes loved thy lamp's eternal beam,
Dim earthly radiance of the Unknown God,
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(After Martial)

To-day, my friend is seventy-five;
He tells his tale with no regret;
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Bernard, if to you and me
Fortune all at once should give
Years to spend secure and free,
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The wind was rising easterly, the morning sky was blue,
The Straits before us opened wide and free;
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I sat by the granite pillar, and sunlight fell
Where the sunlight fell of old,
And the hour was the hour my heart remembered well,
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'The sleep that Tippoo Sahib sleeps
Heeds not the cry of man;
The faith that Tippoo Sahib keeps
No judge on earth may scan;
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Foremost of all on battle's fiery steep
Here VERTUE fell, and here he sleeps his sleep.
A fairer name no Roman ever gave
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