Francis William Lauderdale Adams

(27 September 1862 – 4 September 1893)

Francis William Lauderdale Adams Poems

81. To Japan 4/20/2010
82. To John Ruskin 4/20/2010
83. To Karl Marx 4/20/2010
84. To Queen Victoria In England 4/20/2010
85. To Sydney Jephcott 4/20/2010
86. To The Christians 4/20/2010
87. To The Emperor William I 4/20/2010
88. To The Girls Of The Unions 4/20/2010
89. To The Sons Of Labour 4/20/2010
90. Toil 4/20/2010
91. Why He Loves Her 4/20/2010
92. William Wallace 4/20/2010
Best Poem of Francis William Lauderdale Adams

The Peasants' Revolt

THRO' the mists of years,
Thro' the lies of men,
Your bloody sweat and tears,
Your desperate hopes and fears
Reach us once again,
Brothers, who long ago,
For life's bitter sake,
Toiled and suffered so,
Robbery, insult, blow,
Rope and sword and stake:
Toiled and suffered, till
It burst, the brightening hope,
'Might and right' and 'will and skill,'
That scorned, and does, and will,
Sword and stake and rope!
Wat and Jack and John,
Tyler, Straw, and Ball,
Souls that faltered not,
Hearts like white iron hot,
Still we hear your call!
Yes, ...

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Dai Butsu

He sits. Upon the kingly head doth rest
The round-balled wimple, and the heavy rings
Touch on the shoulders where the swallow clings;
The downward garment shows the ambiguous breast;
The Face--that Face one scarce can look on, lest
One learn the secret of unspeakable things;
But the dread gaze descends with shudderings
To the veiled couched knees, the hands and thumbs close-pressed.
O lidded downcast eyes that bear the weight

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