“The great Gaels of Ireland are the men that God made mad,
For all their wars are merry, and all their songs are sad.”
― The Ballad of the White Horse
For all their wars are merry, and all their songs are sad.”
― The Ballad of the White Horse
“Dig for me where I die,' he said,
'If first or last I fall—
Dead on the fell at the first charge,
Or dead by Wantage wall;
Lift not my head from bloody ground,
Bear not my body home,
For all the earth is Roman earth
And I shall die in Rome.”
― The Ballad of the White Horse
'If first or last I fall—
Dead on the fell at the first charge,
Or dead by Wantage wall;
Lift not my head from bloody ground,
Bear not my body home,
For all the earth is Roman earth
And I shall die in Rome.”
― The Ballad of the White Horse
“They shall not come in war-ships,
They shall not waste with brands,
But books be all their eating,
And ink be on their hands.
Not with the humour of hunters,
Or savage skill in war,
But ordering all things with dead words,
Strings shall they make of beasts and birds,
And wheels of wind and star.
They shall come mild as a monkish clerk,
With many a scroll and pen,
And backward shall ye wonder and gaze,
Desiring one of Alfred’s days,
When pagans still were men.”
― The Ballad of the White Horse
They shall not waste with brands,
But books be all their eating,
And ink be on their hands.
Not with the humour of hunters,
Or savage skill in war,
But ordering all things with dead words,
Strings shall they make of beasts and birds,
And wheels of wind and star.
They shall come mild as a monkish clerk,
With many a scroll and pen,
And backward shall ye wonder and gaze,
Desiring one of Alfred’s days,
When pagans still were men.”
― The Ballad of the White Horse
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