Cicely Fox Smith
Cicely Fox Smith Poems
- The Oldest Thing In London A thousand landmarks perish, A ...
- The Silent Navy Oh, it is not in the papers and we cannot ...
- The Smell Of The Sea I'd tramped the whole day long on the ...
- The Skipper A rough old nut, A tough old nut Of a ...
- The Enchanted Forest The gnarled boughs hand darkling ...
- A Ship In A Bottle In a sailormen's restaurant Rotherhithe ...
- Animal House In Animal House (by which title I call A ...
Cicely Fox Smith (1 February 1882 – 8 April 1954) was an English poet and writer. Born in Lymm, Cheshire and educated at Manchester High School for Girls, she briefly lived in Canada, before returning to the United Kingdom shortly before the outbreak of World War I. She settled in Hampshire and began writing poetry, often with a nautical theme. Smith wrote over 600 poems in her life, for a wide ... more »
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The Oldest Thing In London
A thousand landmarks perish,
A hundred streets grow strange;
With all the dreams they cherish
They go the ways of change;
But, whatso towers may tumble,
And whatso bridges fall,
And whatso statues crumble
Of folk both great and small,
The Oldest Thing in London he changes not at all.
The shoutings of the foeman,
The groanings of the slain,
The galley of the Roman,
The longship of the Dane,
The warring of the nations,
The judgment of the Lord
On heedless generations
In plague and fire and sword,
The Oldest Thing in London has known them and...