Adam Lindsay Gordon
Adam Lindsay Gordon Poems
- The Swimmer With short, sharp violent lights made vivid, To ...
- The Romance Of Britomarte I'LL tell you a story ; but pass ...
- A Song Of Autumn ‘WHERE shall we go for our garlands glad ...
- Ye Wearie Wayfarer Hark! the bells of distant cattle Waft ...
- A Hunting Song Here's a health to every sportsman, be he ...
- A Dedication They are rhymes rudely strung with intent less ...
- An Exile's Farewell The ocean heaves around us still With ...
Gordon was born at Fayal in the Azores, son of Captain Adam Durnford Gordon who had married his first cousin, Harriet Gordon, both of whom were descended from Adam of Gordon of the ballad. Captain Gordon, who had retired from the Bengal cavalry and taught Hindustani, was then staying at the Azores for the sake of his wife's health. After living on the island of Madeira, they went to England and lived at Cheltenham in 1840.
Gordon was sent to Cheltenham College in 1841 when he was only seven, but after he had been there a year he was sent to a school kept by the Rev. Samuel Ollis Garrard in Gloucestershire. He attended the Royal Military Academy, Woolwich in 1848, where he was a ... more »
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With short, sharp violent lights made vivid,
To the southward far as the sight can roam,
Only the swirl of the surges livid,
The seas that climb and the surfs that comb,
Only the crag and the cliff to nor'ward,
And rocks receding, and reefs flung forward,
And waifs wreck'd seaward and wasted shoreward
On shallows sheeted with flaming foam.
A grim grey coast and a seaboard ghastly,
And shores trod seldom by feet of men --
Where the batter'd hull and the broken mast lie
They have lain embedded these long years ten.
Love! when we wander'd here ...