Ralph Hodgson

(9 September 1871 – 3 November 1962)

Ralph Hodgson Poems

1. Three Poems 4/19/2010
2. Babylon 4/19/2010
3. A Song 4/19/2010
4. Time, You Old Gypsy Man, 4/19/2010
5. The Royal Mails 4/19/2010
6. The Swallow 4/19/2010
7. The Song Of Honour 4/19/2010
8. February 4/19/2010
9. Playmates 4/19/2010
10. The Birdcatcher 4/19/2010
11. The Beggar 4/19/2010
12. Reason Has Moons 4/19/2010
13. The House Across The Way 4/19/2010
14. The Bride 1/3/2003
15. The Mystery 4/19/2010
16. The Late Last Rook 4/19/2010
17. The Journeyman 4/19/2010
18. Ghoul Care 4/19/2010
19. The Moor 4/19/2010
20. A Song Of Honour 4/19/2010
21. Stupidity Street 4/19/2010
22. Eve 4/19/2010
23. After 1/3/2003
24. A Wood Song 1/3/2003
25. The Gypsy Girl 4/19/2010
26. The Bells Of Heaven 4/19/2010
27. The Bull 4/19/2010

Comments about Ralph Hodgson

  • June K (12/22/2017 8:25:00 AM)

    The poem twould ring tha bells of Heaven - makes me cry. Only poetry with great important thoughts can do this. Found this poem in The Brutal Telling by Louise Penny. So beautiful.

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  • Bernard Harris (11/14/2017 7:56:00 AM)

    My first introduction to Mr.Hodgson was in a recently read by me, a work by the late Siegfried Sassoon who considered the lyrical poem The Song of Honour Ngnificent work

Best Poem of Ralph Hodgson

The Bull

See an old unhappy bull,
Sick in soul and body both,
Slouching in the undergrowth
Of the forest beautiful,
Banished from the herd he led,
Bulls and cows a thousand head.
Cranes and gaudy parrots go
Up and down the burning sky;
Tree-top cats purr drowsily
In the dim-day green below;
And troops of monkeys, nutting, some,
All disputing, go and come;
And things abominable sit
Picking offal buck or swine,
On the mess and over it
Burnished flies and beetles shine,
And spiders big as bladders lie
Under hemlocks ten foot high;

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A Wood Song

Now one and all, you Roses,
Wake up, you lie too long!
This very morning closes
The Nightingale his song;

Each from its olive chamber
His babies every one
This very morning clamber
Into the shining sun.

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