Richard Chenevix Trench

(1807 - 1886 / Ireland)

Richard Chenevix Trench Poems

1. To Poetry 4/14/2015
2. To a Robin Redbreast 7/2/2015
3. England 7/8/2015
4. On Perseus and Medusa 12/10/2015
5. New Year's Eve 12/11/2015
6. Christ's Restraint 1/15/2016
7. On Leaving Rome 8/5/2016
8. After The Battle 1/1/2004
9. Sonnet 01 1/1/2004
10. The Onward Course 1/1/2004
11. Sonnet 03 1/1/2004
12. In A Pass Of Bavaria 1/1/2004
13. Sonnet 05 1/1/2004
14. Sonnet 04 1/1/2004
15. Sonnet 02 1/1/2004
16. Harmosan 1/1/2004
Best Poem of Richard Chenevix Trench


Now the third and fatal conflict for the Persian throne was done,
And the Moslem's fiery valor had the crowning victory won.

Harmosan, the last and boldest the invader to defy,
Captive overborne by numbers, they were bringing forth to die.

Then exclaimed the noble captive: "Lo! I perish in my thirst;
Give me but one drink of water, and let then arrive the worst!"

In his hand he took the goblet, but awhle the draught forbore,
Seeming doubtully the purpose of the foemen to explore.

Well might then have paused the bravest -- for around him angry ...

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After The Battle

WE crown’d the hard-won heights at length,
Baptiz’d in flame and fire;
We saw the foeman’s sullen strength,
That grimly made retire—

Saw close at hand, then saw more far
Beneath the battle-smoke
The ridges of his shatter’d war,
That broke and ever broke.

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