Richard Le Gallienne

(1866-1947 / England)

Richard Le Gallienne Poems

201. To A Bird At Dawn 4/14/2010
202. Why Did She Marry Him? 4/14/2010
203. To Ralph Waldo Emerson 4/14/2010
204. The Overworked Ghost 4/14/2010
205. The Passionate Reader To His Poet 4/14/2010
206. The Gardens Of Adonis 4/14/2010
207. The Long Purposes Of God 4/14/2010
208. The Heart On The Sleeve 4/14/2010
209. The Heart Unseen 4/14/2010
210. The Friend 4/14/2010
211. The Broker Of Dreams 4/14/2010
212. Mammon 4/14/2010
213. Spring's Promises 4/14/2010
214. Omar Khayyam 4/14/2010
215. Satan: 1920 4/14/2010
216. My Books 4/14/2010
217. Love's Tenderness 4/14/2010
218. Love's Landmarks 4/14/2010
219. In Her Diary 4/14/2010
220. Desiderium 4/14/2010
221. Autumn Treasure 4/14/2010
222. At Her Feet 4/14/2010
223. An Echo From Horace 4/14/2010
224. A Ballad Of Woman 4/14/2010
225. Her Eyes Are Bluebells Now 4/14/2010
226. The Dead Arose 4/14/2010
227. The Desk's Dry Wood 4/14/2010
228. When The Long Day Has Faded 4/14/2010
229. I Know Not In What Place 4/14/2010
230. April Is In The World Again 4/14/2010
231. The Second Crucifixion 1/4/2003
232. A Frosty Fancy 4/14/2010
233. Buried Treasure 4/14/2010
234. June 4/14/2010
235. Home ... 4/14/2010
236. The End Of Laughter 4/14/2010
237. The Door Ajar 4/14/2010
238. The Frozen Stream 4/14/2010
239. The Illusion Of War 4/14/2010
240. The Magic Flower 4/14/2010

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Soldier Going To The War

Soldier going to the war--
Will you take my heart with you,
So that I may share a little
In the famous things you do?

Soldier going to the war--
If in battle you must fall,
Will you, among all the faces,
See my face the last of all?

Soldier coming from the war--
Who shall bind your sunburnt brow
With the laurel of the hero,
Soldier, soldier--vow for vow!

Soldier coming from the war--
When the street is one wide sea,
Flags and streaming eyes and glory--
Soldier, will you look for me?

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Song

She's somewhere in the sunlight strong,
   Her tears are in the falling rain,
She calls me in the wind's soft song,
   And with the flowers she comes again.

Yon bird is but her messenger,
   The moon is but her silver car;
Yea! Sun and moon are sent by her,
   And every wistful, waiting star.

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