Herbert Asquith

(11 March 1881 - 5 August 1947 / London, England)

Poems of Herbert Asquith

21. The Silver Birch 4/30/2012
22. The Volunteer 1/1/2004
23. The Western 4/30/2012
24. To a Baby Found Paddling Near the Thames 4/30/2012
25. Venice 4/30/2012
26. War's Cataract 4/30/2012
27. Youth in the Skies 4/30/2012

The Volunteer

Here lies a clerk who half his life had spent
Toiling at ledgers in a city grey,
Thinking that so his days would drift away
With no lance broken in life’s tournament:
Yet ever ’twixt the books and his bright eyes
The gleaming eagles of the legions came,
And horsemen, charging under phantom skies,
Went thundering past beneath the oriflamme.

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