Anterotics
William Ernest Henley
Laughs the happy April morn Thro’ my grimy, little window, And a shaft of sunshine pushes Thro’ the shadows in the square. Dogs are tracing thro’ the grass, Crows are cawing round the chimneys, In and out among the washing Goes the West at hide-and-seek. Loud and cheerful clangs the bell. Here the nurses troop to breakfast. Handsome, ugly, all are women . . . O, the Spring—the Spring—the Spring!
Next 10 Poems
- William Ernest Henley : Apparition
- William Ernest Henley : Arabian Nights' Entertainments
- William Ernest Henley : As Like The Woman As You Can
- William Ernest Henley : At Queensferry
- William Ernest Henley : Attadale West Highlands
- William Ernest Henley : Ave Caeser!
- William Ernest Henley : Back-view
- William Ernest Henley : Ballade ( Double Refrain ) Of Midsummer Days And Nights
- William Ernest Henley : Ballade ( Double Refrain ) Of Youth And Age
- William Ernest Henley : Ballade Made In The Hot Weather
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- William Ernest Henley : Andante Con Moto
- William Ernest Henley : Allegro Maestoso
- William Ernest Henley : After
- William Ernest Henley : A Wink From Hesper, Falling
- William Ernest Henley : A Desolate Shore
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- Thomas Hardy : Wives In The Sere
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- Thomas Hardy : Why Be At Pains?
