Barry Cornwall Poems
- The Sea THE SEA! the sea! the open sea! The blue, the ...
- Sit Down, Sad Soul SIT down, sad soul, and count The ...
- A Petition To Time TOUCH us gently, Time! Let us glide ...
- The New-Born Baby's Song When I was twenty inches long, I ...
- The Blood Horse GAMARRA is a dainty steed, Strong, black, ...
- In France The poplars in the fields of France Are golden ...
- The Old Witch In The Copse I am a Witch, and a kind old ...
Bryan Waller Procter who wrote under the name Barry Cornwall was an English poet.
Born at Leeds, Yorkshire, he was educated at Harrow School, where he had for contemporaries Lord Byron and Robert Peel. On leaving school he was placed in the office of a solicitor at Calne, Wiltshire, remaining there until about 1807, when he returned to London to study law. By the death of his father in 1816 he became possessed of a small property, and soon after entered into partnership with a solicitor; but in 1820 the partnership was dissolved, and he began to write under the pseudonym of "Barry Cornwall".
After his marriage in 1824 to Miss Skepper, daughter ... more »
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THE SEA! the sea! the open sea!
The blue, the fresh, the ever free!
Without a mark, without a bound,
It runneth the earth’s wide regions round;
It plays with the clouds; it mocks the skies;
Or like a cradled creature lies.
I ’m on the sea! I ’m on the sea!
I am where I would ever be;
With the blue above, and the blue below,
And silence wheresoe’er I go;
If a storm should come and awake the deep,
What matter? I shall ride and sleep.
I love, O, how I love to ride
On the fierce, foaming, bursting tide,
When every mad ...