Index:Lollingdon Downs and other poems, Masefield, 1917.djvu

Title	Lollingdon Downs and other poems
Author	John Masefield
Year	1917
Publisher	The Macmillan Company
Location	New York
Source	djvu
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*I So I have known this life

• II O wretched man, that, for a little mile
• III Out of the special cell's most special sense
• IV You are the link which binds us each to each
• V I could not sleep for thinking of the sky
• VI How did the nothing come, how did these fires
• VII It may be so; but let the unknown be
• VIII The Kings go by with jewelled crowns
• IX What is this life which uses living cells
• X Can it be blood and brain, this transient force
• XI Not only blood and brain its servants are
• XII Drop me the seed, that I, even in my brain
• XIII Ah, but Without there is no spirit scattering
• XIV You are too beautiful for mortal eyes
• XV Is it a sea on which the souls embark
• XVI The Blacksmith ("The blacksmith in his sparky forge")
• XVII The Frontier ("Would God the route would come for home")
• XVIII Night is on the downland, on the lonely moorland
• XIX Midnight ("The fox came up by Stringer's Pound")
• XX Up on the downs the red-eyed kestrels hover
• XXI No man takes the farm
• XXII A hundred years ago, they quarried for the stone here
• XXIII Here the legion halted, here the ranks were broken
• XXIV We danced away care till the fiddler's eyes blinked