When I was one-and-twenty "The heart out of the bosom And oh, 'tis true, 'tis true. TO AN ATHLETE DYING YOUNG The time you won your town the race And home we brought you shoulder-high. Today, the road all runners come, Smart lad, to slip betimes away Eyes the shady night has shut And silence sounds no worse than cheers After earth has stopped the ears: Now you will not swell the rout And the name died before the man. So set, before its echoes fade, And round that early-laurelled head Katharine Tynan Hinkson Katharine Tynan was born at Dublin in 1861, and educated at the Convent of St. Catherine at Drogheda. She married Henry Hinkson, a lawyer and author, in 1893. Her poetry is largely actuated by religious themes, and much of her verse is devotional and yet distinctive. In New Poems (1911) she is at her best; graceful, meditative and with occasional notes of deep pathos. SHEEP AND LAMBS All in the April morning, The sheep with their little lambs All in an April evening I thought on the Lamb of God. The lambs were weary, and crying I thought on the Lamb of God Going meekly to die. Up in the blue, blue mountains Dewy pastures are sweet: Rest for the Lamb of God Two stark crosses between. All in the April evening, I saw the sheep with their lambs, Henry Newbolt Henry Newbolt was born at Bilston, Staffordshire, in 1862. His early work was frankly imitative of Tennyson; he even attempted to add to the Arthurian legends with a drama in blank verse entitled Mordred (1895). It was not until he wrote his sea-ballads that he struck his own note. With the publication of Admirals All (1897) his fame was widespread. The popularity of his lines was due not so much to the subject-matter of Newbolt's verse as to the breeziness of his music, the solid beat of rhythm, the vigorous swing of his stanzas. DRAKE'S DRUM Drake he's in his hammock an' a thousand mile away, (Capten, art tha sleepin' there below?) Slung atween the round shot in Nombre Dios Bay, So set, before its echoes fade, And round that early-laurelled head Katharine Tynan Hinkson Katharine Tynan was born at Dublin in 1861, and educated at the Convent of St. Catherine at Drogheda. She married Henry Hinkson, a lawyer and author, in 1893. Her poetry is largely actuated by religious themes, and much of her verse is devotional and yet distinctive. In New Poems (1911) she is at her best; graceful, meditative and with occasional notes of deep pathos. SHEEP AND LAMBS All in the April morning, The sheep with their little lambs I thought on the Lamb of God. The lambs were weary, and crying With a weak human cry; I thought on the Lamb of God Going meekly to die. Up in the blue, blue mountains Dewy pastures are sweet: Rest for the Lamb of God Two stark crosses between. All in the April evening, I saw the sheep with their lambs, Henry Newbolt Henry Newbolt was born at Bilston, Staffordshire, in 1862. His early work was frankly imitative of Tennyson; he even attempted to add to the Arthurian legends with a drama in blank verse entitled Mordred (1895). It was not until he wrote his sea-ballads that he struck his own note. With the publication of Admirals All (1897) his fame was widespread. The popularity of his lines was due not so much to the subject-matter of Newbolt's verse as to the breeziness of his music, the solid beat of rhythm, the vigorous swing of his stanzas. DRAKE'S DRUM Drake he's in his hammock an' a thousand mile away, (Capten, art tha sleepin' there below?) Slung atween the round shot in Nombre Dios Bay, |