The Sweeper of the Leaves, And Other Poems
The Sweeper of the Leaves, And Other Poems
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c 2 20 AT QUEEN'S CLUB Dates don't lie : it was sientiment blinded us To the number of years that had slipped away^ Made us fancy (till you reminded us) Eighty something was yesterday ; Kept in our memory, clear and plain, Rugby fights of the Vassall reign.
When we worshipped the azure image, Filled the air with our jubilant hoots, Or rolled in the path of the rushing scrimmage.
And picked the ball from the trampling boots.
Venturing deeds which, we quite allow.
We certainly should not venture ...now.
Yet, as we lingered, like Tithonus, Musing over our shipwrecked hopes.
In the arena that once had known us.
There was young Oxford round the ropes ; And it seemed to ourselves that we were there.
Not as we are, but as we were.
There were the heroes of club and college.
Ruddy faces and lips agape.
Keen eyes searching the Tree of Knowledge, The thistle for fig and the thorn for grape ; Marvellous youths, for the part arrayed, Cast for the drama that once we played.
AT QUEEN'S CLUB 21 In the pageant of youth that never varies, Winding its way along the High, Under the shadow of Old St.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
c 2 20 AT QUEEN'S CLUB Dates don't lie : it was sientiment blinded us To the number of years that had slipped away^ Made us fancy (till you reminded us) Eighty something was yesterday ; Kept in our memory, clear and plain, Rugby fights of the Vassall reign.
When we worshipped the azure image, Filled the air with our jubilant hoots, Or rolled in the path of the rushing scrimmage.
And picked the ball from the trampling boots.
Venturing deeds which, we quite allow.
We certainly should not venture ...now.
Yet, as we lingered, like Tithonus, Musing over our shipwrecked hopes.
In the arena that once had known us.
There was young Oxford round the ropes ; And it seemed to ourselves that we were there.
Not as we are, but as we were.
There were the heroes of club and college.
Ruddy faces and lips agape.
Keen eyes searching the Tree of Knowledge, The thistle for fig and the thorn for grape ; Marvellous youths, for the part arrayed, Cast for the drama that once we played.
AT QUEEN'S CLUB 21 In the pageant of youth that never varies, Winding its way along the High, Under the shadow of Old St.
What to read after The Sweeper of the Leaves, And Other Poems?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Alfred Cochrane to read onlineMoreLess
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