Alfred Austin Poems

Good-bye, old year, good-bye!
Gentle you were to many as to me,
And so we, meditating, sigh,
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Is life worth living? Yes, so long
As Spring revives the year,
And hails us with the cuckoo's song,
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Unnamed, unknown, but surely bred
Where Thames, once silver, now runs lead,
Whose journeys daily ebb and flow
'Twixt Tyburn and the bells of Bow,
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Give me a roof where Wisdom dwells,
Where honeysuckle smiles and smells,
A bleating flock, some lowing kine,
An honest welcome always mine,
A hom ...
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When friends grown faithless, or the fickle throng,
Withdrawing from my life the love they lent,
Breed in my heart disdainful discontent,
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`If you were mine, if you were mine,
The day would dawn, the stars would shine,
The sun would set, the moon arise,
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Ere that I say farewell to youth, and take
The homely road that leads to life's decline,
Let me be sure again I shall not pine
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I had a dream of England. Wild and weird,
The billows ravened round her, and the wrack,
Darkening and dwindling, blotted out the track,
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Whither, and whence, and why hast fled?
Thou art dumb, my muse; thou art dumb, thou art dead,
As a waterless stream, as a leafless tree.
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The love within my heart that dwells
Knows nought of days or hours;
I hear thee in the Christmas bells,
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