Poets •
Biographies •
Poems by Themes •
Random Poem •
The Rating of Poets • The Rating of Poems |
||
|
Poem by Henry Newbolt By the Hearth-Stone By the hearth-stone She sits alone, The long night bearing: With eyes that gleam Into the dream Of the firelight staring. Low and more low The dying glow Burns in the embers; She nothing heeds And nothing needs--- Only remembers. Henry Newbolt Henry Newbolt's other poems: 1204 Views |
|
English Poetry. E-mail eng-poetry.ru@yandex.ru |