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John Le Gay Brereton
2 September 1871 - 2 February 1933
Poetry Listing
Please Note: This list is not comprehensive, but is an ongoing work of the love of poetry.
Within this area you will be able to read, and give your thoughts on the poetry listed.
Please, if you find an error, let me know.
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| | Poem Title | First Lines | Period | # Lines | # Reads | | 1: | A Prologue | While to the clarion blown by Marlowe’s breath | | 34 | 1281 | | 2: | An Epitaph | By ceaseless waves, that break and waste, | | 4 | 1246 | | 3: | ANZAC | Within my heart I hear the cry | | 22 | 1063 | | 4: | Beauty And Hate | I have sought and followed you, drunk with your sacred wine; | | 14 | 1102 | | 5: | Belgium | The Blatant Beast saw meadows, made for peace, | | 14 | 1003 | | 6: | Buffalo Creek | A timid child with heart oppressed | | 24 | 1337 | | 7: | David | Eternal cold of silence, where each sound | | 14 | 1273 | | 8: | Death | He, born of my girlhood, is dead, while my life is yet young in my heart | | 20 | 1094 | | 9: | Dedication | Grant me a moment of peace, Let me but open mine eyes, | | 63 | 1040 | | 10: | Disillusion | When fires have burnt your forest bare and black, | | 14 | 1254 | | 11: | Erskine | A singing voice is in my dream | | 28 | 1228 | | 12: | For Valour | Hail to you, comrades, who have won, | | 28 | 958 | | 13: | Hesper | Not till the sun, that brings to birth | | 20 | 1031 | | 14: | Home | Where shall we dwell?” say you. Wandering winds reply: | | 12 | 934 | | 15: | Hymn To The God Of War | From every quarter we, Who bent the trembling knee | | 54 | 887 | | 16: | In A Tram | One of the twain was long and dusty grey, | | 14 | 1189 | | 17: | July | Twas Jack-o’-Winter hailed it first, | | 12 | 843 | | 18: | Kretschmann | Love may trace his echoing footsteps, yet we never more shall meet | | 20 | 1234 | | 19: | Lali | While the summer day is hot | | 28 | 1314 | | 20: | Light Loss | Our loss was light,” the paper said, | | 5 | 1037 | | 21: | Love Is Blind | And can you tell me Love is blind | | 24 | 1276 | | 22: | Marlowe | The spell of Shakespeare fills the heart | | 4 | 1261 | | 23: | Maxims | The heart is hard that cannot feel | | 12 | 1304 | | 24: | Merlin | O Merlin, how the magic from your eyes | | 14 | 1310 | | 25: | Microcosmography | He looks beyond the veils of night and day; | | 14 | 1263 | | 26: | Middle Harbour | Lonely wonder, delight past hoping! | | 48 | 1202 | | 27: | Rebel Hearts | An outcry in the bush below, | | 28 | 1274 | | 28: | Rod Quinn | How many years, how many years have fled, | | 14 | 1181 | | 29: | Sonnets Of Old Egypt | The spires of sand spring up at every gust | | 68 | 1271 | | 30: | Spring | Spring, and the wispy clouds that fade away | | 14 | 1249 | | 31: | Swags Up! | Swags up! and yet I turn upon the way. | | 14 | 1045 | | 32: | The Bold Buccaneer | One very rough day on the Pride of the Fray | | 24 | 1240 | | 33: | The Carillon | Alone I sit in the dusk and see | | 24 | 1074 | | 34: | The Chain Gang | Borne in the car along a crowded way, | | 14 | 1186 | | 35: | The Child Impaled | Beside the path, on either hand, | | 20 | 1232 | | 36: | The Clay | When I cast my slough of clay | | 14 | 1016 | | 37: | The Dead | Hail and farewell to those who fought and died, | | 14 | 851 | | 38: | The Dirge | Out of the pregnant darkness, where from fire | 1918 | 39 | 887 | | 39: | The Domain | The bulging cloud mounts lazily | | 52 | 1309 | | 40: | The Explorer | Dearest, when I left your side, | | 46 | 1011 | | 41: | The Faun | When I was but a little boy Who hunted in the wood | | 75 | 1275 | | 42: | The Fugitive | His shatter’d Empire thunders to the ground: | | 14 | 851 | | 43: | The Grey Tide | The cold green rocks and lapping waves | | 24 | 1256 | | 44: | The Guest House | What imps are these that come with scowl and leer? | | 14 | 1200 | | 45: | The Liner | The foamy waves are swishing As patiently we thud, | | 24 | 1260 | | 46: | The Nepean | Far down the reach a creeping mist | | 28 | 1274 | | 47: | The Patriot | The patriot from his walls of brass | | 34 | 795 | | 48: | The Peace Of God | The seeking souls, by baleful fires made blind, | | 14 | 866 | | 49: | The Power Of Hell | There is no place,” he said, “For love or pity here; | | 8 | 832 | | 50: | The Robe Of Grass | Here lies the woven garb he wore | | 24 | 1001 | | 51: | The Sea Maid | In what pearl-paven mossy cave By what green sea | | 21 | 814 | | 52: | The Touch Of Time | Time, who with soft pale ashes veils the brand | | 14 | 1249 | | 53: | The War After The War | Yonder, with eyes that tears, not distance, dim, | | 28 | 842 | | 54: | The Wounded | Stupidity and Selfishness and Fear, | | 33 | 882 | | 55: | To My Mother | Once more the Christian festival is near, | | 14 | 1187 | | 56: | Toby | Hey, Toby, Toby, Toby!—Dead? The silence is a flood | | 12 | 1144 | | 57: | Trade | Where yonder ruddy-misted star | | 14 | 885 | | 58: | Transports | Behind us lay the homely shore | | 12 | 833 | | 59: | Twenty-One | The world, all busy round us here of late, | | 14 | 1308 | | 60: | Unborn | O wistful eyes that haunt the gloom of sleep, | | 14 | 1199 | | 61: | Vixit | Nurse not your grief, nor make obsequious moan | | 14 | 1099 | | 62: | War | The beast exultant spreads the nostril wide, | | 28 | 1175 | | 63: | What Of The Night? | The doom is imminent of unholy hate. | | 14 | 856 | | 64: | When My Time Is Come | When my time is come to die, | | 80 | 1091 | | 65: | Wilfred | What of these tender feet | | 40 | 781 | | 66: | Winter | When winter chills your aged bones | | 16 | 1203 | | 67: | Yorick | A golden largesse from a store untold | | 14 | 1310 |
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