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xviii INDEX TO AUTHORS . PAGE 107 123 130 132 147 157 158 162 166 170 HUGH OWEN MEREDITH , King 's ... CONSTANTINE MICHAELIDES , King's ... ... MARJORY MINES (née ROLFE ), Newnham HAROLD MONRO , Gonville and Caius VICTOR B. NEUBURG , Trinity GERALD H . S. PINSENT, King's JOHN PRESLAND , Girton ... ... A . V. RATCLIFFE , Sidney Sussex SAROJINI NAIDU , Girton ... ... Eric M . SILVANUS , King 's ... JEAN ISABEL SMITH , Newnham J. C. SQUIRE , St. John 's FRANK WOODYER STOKOE , Gonville and Caius AELFRIDA CATHARINE WETENHALL TILLYARD (Mrs . C. GRAHA…
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INDEX TO AUTHORS. JOHN ALFORD , King' s ... ... E . N . DA C. ANDRADE , Emmanuel MARTIN D. ARMSTRONG , Pembroke ... .. FRANCIS Békássy , King's ... ... JOHN D'AUBRAY BELL , Gonville and Caius RUPERT BROOKE , King's ... ... ... RICHARD BUXTON , Trinity ... ... ... ARCHIBALD YOUNG CAMPBELL, St. John 's ... Amy K . CLARKE , Newnham ... ... ... FRANCES CORNFORD (née Darwin ) ... ... ALEISTER CROWLEY , Trinity ... ... ... NORMAN DAVEY, Clare ... ... ... JAMES ELROY FLECKER, Gonville and DERMOT FREYER, Trinity ... ARTHUR GRIMBLE , Magdalen ... H . L …
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BIBLIOGRAPHY . JOHN ALFORD , King 's. “ Poems ” The Poetry Bookshop, London MARTIN D . ARMSTRONG , Pembroke. “ Exodus and Other Poems ” Lynwood & Co., London RUPERT BROOKE , King's. “ Poems " Sidgwick and Jackson, London ARCHIBALD YOUNG CAMPBELL , St. John ' s. “ Poems” W . Heffer & Sons Ltd., Cambridge FRANCES CORNFORD (née DARWIN ). “ Poems ” The Priory Press , Hampstead “ Death and the Princess , a Morality ”. Bowes & Bowes , Cambridge ALEISTER CROWLEY , Trinity . “ Aceldama " Privately printed “ The Tale of Archais ” Kegan Paul , Trench , T…
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…ut no reflection swims upon the iris 'd margin , No shadow falls on the smooth flood below . Down the thousand steps when the day was sinking Came the King's White Daughter, her peacocks, and her page, And before them moved the players of the charméd music singing , Death on the one hand and on the other Age . On the last Bridal step when the moon was on the river - Purple dark , with white stars, shining through above The Princess took her gold crown and cast it off for ever , Because for her gold crown she had slain her love . Forth from the …
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… shadow of a red streak falling through the air Down in the river is the wounded swan 's death fight ; But his blood has splashed on the King 's White Daughter fair ; Splashed on her peacocks and on her pretty Page - boy , And lo ! there steals a music calling soft and faint Through the great gardens and orchards of the King 's joy From the ancient terraced thousand steps — " The Bride 's Descent .” Behold ! her true love is a prince enchanted , And he has turned wild swan , to see his love at play : And lo ! her page has shot him , but his Fai…
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Edmund Vale. THE KING 'S WHITE DAUGHTER . DEHOLD ! “ The Bride's Descent," a thousand steps to a great river, Decked all with garlands for nuptials soon to be Old towers and gateways leading up for ever Through ancient Courts of Silence to the Kingdom of Faerie . And the wild swans flew up that sunny water , And the wild swans flew down ; And high above the lawns where walked the King 's White Daughter They flew and took the sunlight which sparkled in her crown . And on the lawn she saw them , their long V'd shadows slanting , While beside her …
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… . “ The Seagulls " and other Poems G . P . Putnam & Sons, London & New York ( The Knickerbocker Press ) Esmé C . WINGFIELD -STRATFORD , King 's. “ The Call of Dawn ” John Lane, London 226
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GERALD H . S. PINSENT . THE ORGAN IN KING 'S CHAPEL , CAMBRIDGE . THEN silence , and the veil of light is raised And darkness seen behind. Now softly sound The Angels ' herald -trumpets , calling round Thunders and mighty winds and powers amazed . Now laden with the spirit of man 's hand There bursts an awful clarion -shout , and brings Strange whispering and rushing of strange wings Battling , and furtive secrets of command . Down from the height and up from the abyss Are swept dominion , power, angel, throne , For unimaginable ends, and hiss …
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…d candle - lights ; Earth lit by other every day Can light her Lord at nights . Tall palms rear stately heads to grace The coming of the King , Incense to smoke before his face A thousand flowers bring . And all the world , as Eden was , Is hushed in holy fear , Only small creatures shrill because God holds them very dear . For earth 's an altar ; Golgotha Forbids to flee the name ; And sad man wandering very far Finds still the Cross the same .
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…lurks some serpent - eyed Fear , passion , or man 's deadly wife Desire , the suicide ! Before me dwells the Holy One Anointed Beauty 's King ; Behind me , mightier than the Sun , To whom the cherubs sing , A strong archangel , known of none , Comes crowned and conquering . An angel stands on my right hand With strength of ocean 's wrath ; Upon my left the fiery brand , Charioted fire , smites forth ; Four great archangels to withstand The furies of the path .
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…GRAPHY . “ The Chronicle of a Pilgrimage " Sampson Low , Marston , & Co., London “ Before Dawn " Constable , London HUGH OWEN MEREDITH , King's. " Week -day Poems" Edward Arnold , London SAROJINI NAIDU , Girton . " The Golden Threshold " William Heineman , London " The Bird of Time " William Heineman , London VICTOR NEUBURG , Trinity. " The Green Garland " The Young Cambridge Press, Bedford “ The Triumph of Pan " The Equinox , London JOHN PRESLAND ” Girton . " Joan of Arc " Simpkin Marshall & Co ., London “ Mary Queen of Scots " Chatto & Windus…
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…air , Ringed round and haloed with holy light. Flame lit on their hair , And their burning eyes grew young and wise , Each as a God , or King of Kings , White robed and bright ( Still scribbling all ); And a full tumultuous murmur of wings , Grew through the hall ; And I knew the white undying Fire , And , through open portals , Gyre on gyre , Archangels and angels , adoring , bowing , And a Face unshaded . .. Till the light faded ; And they were but fools again , fools unknowing , Still scribbling , blear - eyed and stolid immortals .
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MARTIN D. ARMSTRONG . COWARDICE . THE king cried “ Bring me colour , the heart's wine : Open my treasuries ,” he cried , “ and heap Autumnal rubies , emeralds that shine Like sunlit seas, and sapphires dark and deep As nights of summer , and the shattered glow Of irised opals . Bring me sanguine grapes And tawny -hearted peaches , figs that show The purpled pulp , and nectarous plums whose shapes Hang down like drops of amber . Fill the urns And crystal flagons with clear essences And glutinous syrops ; scatter soft-plumed ferns And flowers wit…
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…wain , Of diverse nature intertwined , In flesh of man, and in man 's brain Symbol of mystic wedlock find . Earth for the service of her King Does on a radiant purity , Deep to her centre passioning Mother and nurse of man to be, And all the soul of God is great With transport unimaginable , He thrills , he trembles , to create Man that has mind to praise him well .” VI . “ There is a chaos throned above the throne Law is the servant of no destiny : Law is a shadow thrown From shapes of things by fires of Anarchy . Formless are the fires , unco…
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…dors. Flowers wreathed the beams and porches , showering From marble balconies, until the floors Were drifted deep with petals . And the King Sat in the midst and let the jewels stream Between his fingers , till, in that domain Utopian , Truth and Fear became a dream , And he took comfort to his heart again . EXODUS . W E served him with the sweat of many years , W Squandered our youth in labour in his fields , Our backs were bowed beneath the heavy yields That swelled his coffers , and our wage was tears . Then was it that I learnt to hate the…
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Aelfrida Tillyard . *LOVE NOT THE DEAD O'ERMUCH . I OVE not the dead o'ermuch . You hold them here When, king-like they should come into their own , And , in some spirit -mother's womb resown, Be sons of life , sans darkness and sans fear . But, as in sombre waters of a mere , The stars their image from afar drop down , The dead shall light your soul, the dead whose crown Makes up the light of every starry sphere . But know , when e' er the dead can hear our grief They linger all our barren earth around , And touch us with the wind's too -plain…
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…ained hands , the Face Part bruised , all shamed by that it did receive , And yet , so fierce was I, forebore to grieve . I did expect a King (I saw a slave !) A kingdom ushered with the trump of God ; And this the thronement that His subjects gave A brutal hustling to a certain grave ! I looked , and looking could have cursed the more , But in a moment , lad , He looked on me ; And I was stricken ; sought half - blind the door ; Sobb 'd that I had not seen the half before . . . Whose curses , think you , had He heard that day ? Whose hands had…
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Aelfrida Tillyard . * TO A KING 'S MAN . W HEN gazing deep down in your eyes VV I feel your look is like a touch To wake the love that sleeping lies . When gazing deep down in your eyes I see the limbs of love arise And shrink back lest I see too much . When gazing deep down in your eyes I feel your look is like a touch . * ARCHITECTURE . STOOD within a city church at eve, And from the street outside there rose a roar, That beat in many a wave against the door, As if some sea of torment sought reprieve . I almost feared the flood of sound would…
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…wept wide and far The cool December breezes ... The fragrant gateways of the Dawn ... , The haunted image -bearing minds of men . .. The King cried , “ Bring me colour , the heart's wine .. . . . . .. . . . . . .. . . . The labour of the fields is hard . The lapping , lapping, lapping of the stream ... The life by angels' touch divinely lifted . . . The light was grey 60 87 57 220
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… M Y thanks are due (1) to the authors , who have so V generously placed their work at my disposal ; (2) to Sir Arthur Quiller - Couch , King Edward VII . Professor of English Literature , for his introduction ; and to him , and to Mr . Frank W. Stokoe , scholar of Caius College , for very helpful criticism and advice ; (3) to Miss Vere Cochran , Librarian of Girton College , who lent me a number of books that I should not otherwise have seen ; (4) to the editors of the following papers for kind permission to reprint poems which have appeared i…