William Ernest Henley

(1849 - 1902 / Gloucester / England)

Poems of William Ernest Henley

21. Ballade Made In The Hot Weather 4/12/2010
22. Ballade Of A Toyokuni Colour-Print 4/12/2010
23. Ballade of Dead Actors 1/3/2003
24. Ballade Of Midsummer Days And Nights 4/12/2010
25. Ballade Of Truisms 4/12/2010
26. Ballade Of Youth And Age 4/12/2010
27. Barmaid 1/3/2003
28. Before 4/12/2010
29. Beside The Idle Summer Sea 4/12/2010
30. Between the Dusk of a Summer Night 1/1/2004
31. Blithe Dreams Arise To Greet Us 4/12/2010
32. Bring Her Again, O Western Wind 4/12/2010
33. Casualty 4/12/2010
34. Children: Private Ward 4/12/2010
35. Clinical 4/12/2010
36. Croquis 1/3/2003
37. Crosses And Troubles 4/12/2010
38. Dedication--To My Wife 4/12/2010
39. Dedication--To My Wife 4/12/2010
40. Discharged 4/12/2010

If I Were King

If I were king, my pipe should be premier.
The skies of time and chance are seldom clear,
We would inform them all with bland blue weather.
Delight alone would need to shed a tear,
For dream and deed should war no more together.

Art should aspire, yet ugliness be dear;
Beauty, the shaft, should speed with wit for feather;
And love, sweet love, should never fall to sere,

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