Henry Austin Dobson
Henry Austin Dobson Poems
- Incognita Just for a space I met her – Just for a day in ...
- Fame Is A Food That Dead Men E... Fame is a food that dead men...
- A Kiss Rose kissed me to-day. Will she kiss me ...
- A Garden Song HERE in this sequester'd close Bloom the ...
- Urceus Exit I INTENDED an Ode, And it turn'd to a Sonnet...
- Ballad Of The Armada King Philip had vaunted his claims; He ...
- A Song Of The Four Seasons When Spring comes laughing By ...
Commonly known as Austin Dobson, was an English poet and essayist.
He was born at Plymouth, the eldest son of George Clarisse Dobson, a civil engineer, of French descent. When he was about eight, the family moved to Holyhead, and his first school was at Beaumaris in Anglesey. He was later educated at Coventry, and the Gymnase, Strasbourg. He returned at the age of sixteen with the intention of becoming a civil engineer. At the beginning of his career, he continued to study at the South Kensington School of Art, in his spare time, but without definite ambition. In December 1856 he entered the Board of Trade, gradually rising to the rank of principal in the harbour ... more »
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Just for a space I met her –
Just for a day in the train!
It began when she feared it would wet her,
That tiniest spurtle of rain:
So we tucked a great rug in the sashes,
And carefully padded the pane;
And I sorrow in sackcloth and ashes,
Longing to do it again!
Then it grew when she begged me to reach her
A dressing-case under the seat;
She was “really so tiny a creature,
That she needed a stool for her feet.! ”
Which was promptly arranged to her order
With a care that was even minute,
And a glimpse – of an open- worked ...