Category: Poetry
The Flag, and Other Poems, 1918
The tie that binds the British lands Is never spun of tyrant’s might; Of fair replies to just demands, Of compromise whenever right Is spun the fibre of its strands, A mighty Empire to unite.
Chapters
1. Part 1
The tie that binds the British lands Is never spun of tyrant’s might; Of fair replies to just demands, Of compromise whenever right Is spun the fibre of its strands, A mighty Em...
2. Part 2The other answered: “The house of man, you mean. I go to the House of God, the mountain top, with its foundation of finite rock and its roof of infinite space; and there, from t...