With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children, England mourns for her dead across the sea. Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit, Fallen in the cause …
The Hunting of the Dragon
THE HUNTING OF THE DRAGON (by G.K. Chesterton) When we went hunting the Dragon In the days when we were young, We tossed the bright world over our shoulder As …
Hermitage Hymns
Today I took my feet to Scotland’s Hermitage. There, pines stand tall and nude and without shame, crested with green boughs defying the coming winter, too proud to don September’s …
The Dawning
Awake, sad heart, whom sorrow ever drowns ; Take up thine eyes, which feed on earth ; Unfold thy forehead, gathered into frowns ; Thy Saviour comes, and with Him …
Character of the Happy Warrior
Who is the happy Warrior? Who is he That every man in arms should wish to be? —It is the generous Spirit, who, when brought Among the tasks of real …
The Charge of the Light Brigade
Half a league half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred: ‘Forward, the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns’ he said: …
Scots Wha Hae
By Robert Burns Scots, wha hae wi’ Wallace bled, Scots, wham Bruce has aften led; Welcome to your gory bed, Or to victory! Now’s the day, and now’s the hour; …
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