William Ernest Henley

(1849 - 1902 / Gloucester / England)

Poems of William Ernest Henley

61. If I Were King 1/3/2003
62. If It Should Come To Be 4/12/2010
63. In Fisherrow 4/12/2010
64. In Rotten Row 4/12/2010
65. In The Dials 4/12/2010
66. In The Placid Summer Midnight 4/12/2010
67. In The Waste Hour 4/12/2010
68. In The Year That's Come and Gone 4/12/2010
69. Interior 4/12/2010
70. Interlude 4/12/2010
71. Invictus 1/3/2003
72. It Came With The Threat Of A Waning Moon 4/12/2010
73. Kate-A-Whimsies, John-A-Dream 4/12/2010
74. Lady Probationer 4/12/2010
75. Largo E Mesto 4/12/2010
76. Last Post 4/12/2010
77. Let Us Be Drunk 4/12/2010
78. Life In Her Creaking Shoes 4/12/2010
79. Life Is Bitter 4/12/2010
80. London Types: 4/12/2010

Barmaid

Though, if you ask her name, she says Elise,
Being plain Elizabeth, e'en let it pass,
And own that, if her aspirates take their ease,
She ever makes a point, in washing glass,
Handling the engine, turning taps for tots,
And countering change, and scorning what men say,
Of posing as a dove among the pots,
Nor often gives her dignity away.
Her head's a work of art, and, if her eyes

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