Harry 'Breaker' Harbord Morant (9 December 1864 – 27 February 1902 / Somerset, England)
Poems of Harry 'Breaker' Harbord Morant
|1.||A Departing Dirge||4/24/2012|
|3.||An Enthusiastic Sportsman Enthuses||4/24/2012|
|6.||At the River-Crossing||4/24/2012|
|7.||Behind the Bar - a Desecration of Tennyson||4/24/2012|
|9.||BUTCHERED TO MAKE A DUTCHMAN'S HOLIDAY||4/24/2012|
|13.||Love Outlasteth All||1/1/2004|
|14.||Much a Little While||4/24/2012|
|18.||Since the Country Carried Sheep||4/24/2012|
|19.||Sir Walter (Revised)||4/24/2012|
|20.||Some Other Somebody||4/24/2012|
Never before was daughter of Eve endow'd with a face so fair,
There be none of God's holy angels with a beauty half so rare
As thine, nor dreamer has ever dreamed the loveliness you wear.
There's a gleam in your golden tress, Lieb! a light in your melting eye!
There is witchery in your smile, Lieb! and a magic in your sigh
That may lure the strong ones to your shrine to worship and - to die.
And I - when you whispered softly, Lleb - perchance would have worshipped, too,
Had bowed to the s