Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE STEEPLE, by PATRICK REGINALD CHALMERS First Line: There's mist in the hollows Last Line: For birds and for bells! Subject(s): World War I; First World War | ||||||||
THERE'S mist in the hollows, There's gold on the tree, And South go the swallows Away over sea. They home in our steeple That climbs in the wind, And, parson and people, We welcome them kind. The steeple was set here In 1266; If William could get here He'd burn it to sticks. He'd burn it for ever, Bells, belfry and vane, That swallows would never Come back there again. He'd bang down their perches With cannon and gun, For churches are churches, And William's a Hun. Somist in the hollow And leaf falling brown Ere home comes the swallow May William be down! And high stand the steeples From Lincoln to Wells For parsons and peoples, For birds and for bells! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...D'ANNUNZIO by ERNEST HEMINGWAY 1915: THE TRENCHES by CONRAD AIKEN TO OUR PRESIDENT by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE HORSES by KATHARINE LEE BATES CHILDREN OF THE WAR by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE U-BOAT CREWS by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE RED CROSS NURSE by KATHARINE LEE BATES WAR PROFITS by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE UNCHANGEABLE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN A BLACK-LETTER STORY-BOOK by PATRICK REGINALD CHALMERS |
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