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William Ernest Henley

(1849 - 1902 / Gloucester / England)

Poems of William Ernest Henley

141. The West A Glimmering Lake Of Light 4/12/2010
142. There Is A Wheel Inside My Head 4/12/2010
143. There's a Regret 1/3/2003
144. Thick Is The Darkness 4/12/2010
145. Time And The Earth 4/12/2010
146. To Me At My Fifth-Floor Window 4/12/2010
147. To My Mother 4/12/2010
148. To My Wife 4/12/2010
149. To: W A 4/12/2010
150. Tree, Old Tree Of The Triple Crook 4/12/2010
151. Trees And The Menace Of Night 4/12/2010
152. Unconquerable 4/12/2010
153. Under A Stagnant Sky 4/12/2010
154. Vigil 4/12/2010
155. Villanelle 4/12/2010
156. Villon's Straight Tip to All Cross Coves 1/1/2004
157. Visitor 4/12/2010
158. Waiting 4/12/2010
159. We Are The Choice Of The Will 4/12/2010
160. We Flash Across The Level 4/12/2010

If I Were King

If I were king, my pipe should be premier.
The skies of time and chance are seldom clear,
We would inform them all with bland blue weather.
Delight alone would need to shed a tear,
For dream and deed should war no more together.

Art should aspire, yet ugliness be dear;
Beauty, the shaft, should speed with wit for feather;
And love, sweet love, should never fall to sere,

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