Twenty Poems From

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S T R E E L O N D O N C O N T E N T S THE S ONS O F MARTHA THE LO WESTOFT BOAT THE SECRET O F TH E MACHINES SO UTH AFRI CA THE TH O USAN DTH MAN MY BOY ! ACK THE LON G TRAIL I F TRAWLERS THE HOLY WAR THE GLO RY O F THE GARDEN THE FLOWERS GUNGA DI N ! O UR LADY O F THE S No w s THE DAW N WI N D BI G STEAMERS ’ ! TH E CHILDREN ’ MOTHER O MINE . THE BEGINNI N GS FO R ALL W E HAV E AND MR K I P I NG e i e s to e ! ss h is ank s to th e . L d s r pre th Clare ndo n P r e s s fo r pe rmissio n to i nclude Big ! ! ! S e ame s Th e e c e t o fth e ac ines Th e t r , S r M h , ! ! G o O f th e Ga e n and Th e Daw n Win l ry rd , d , o mT/ze Hi stor o E n land Ru a K i n fr y f g , by dy rd pli g m an and R L F e c e and to e ss s . ac C . l t h r , M r M ill m s o n to nc u e Th e o Ltd. fo r e s C . p r i i i l d ! ! ! ! Lo w e s to o a T aw e s and M Bo ft B t , r l r , y y ! ! ack o m S e a lVar ar e and I f Th e ! , fr f , ! ’ T o usan h Man and o e 0 ine o m h dt , M th r M , fr ! S on s r om Books a nd Th e e inn n s and g f , B g i g ! ! Th e h d e n o m A D i v er s i t o Cr eatur es C il r , fr y f P O E M S THE SONS O F MARTHA THE S fo r ons of Mary seldom bother, they have i e o inher t d that go d part, But the S ons o f Martha favour thei r Mother o f the careful soul and the troubled heart ! And cu u be a se she lost her temper once, and beca se u t she was r de to the Lord her Gues , ’ ‘ S u w u n i t Her ons m st ait po Mary s Sons, world w hout e r o r end, r p ieve rest . i e b ff and It is the r car , in all the ages, to take . the u et u i n c sh o the shock. — It i s their care that the gear engages i t is their i care that the sw tches lock . It i s their care that the wheels r un truly - i t is their ba care to em rk and entrain, l r i S n Ta ly, transpo t, and del ver duly the o s Of Mary i by land and ma n . ! o u i d They say to m nta ns, Be ye remove . ! t o . say the lesser floods , Be dry Under their rods are the rocks r e pr o v e dm th e y are not afrai d of that which i s high . THE SON S OF MARTHA — Then do the hill -to ps shake to the summit then is b e d e the of the deep laid bar , S n o That the o s of Mary may overc me it, pleasantly n an n sleepi g d u aware . ’ They finger Death at thei r glove s e nd where th e y i n p ece and repiece the livi g wires . H e r o ars against the gates they te nd th e y feed him hungry behind their fires . E w n um arly at da , ere men see clear, they st ble into his terrible stall, And i e and o hale him forth l ke a halt red steer, g ad and turn him ti ll evenfall . To th e se fro m birth i s Belief forbidden fro m these R till death i s elief afar. — They ar e concerned with matters hidden under the - n i earth li e the r altars are . s e u u w W The cret fo ntains to follow p, aters ithdrawn to restore to the mouth, And and o u gather the floods as in a cup, p r them ’ again at a city s drouth . They do not teach that their God will rouse them a little before the nuts work l o o se They do not preach that His Pity allow s them to m-w o leave th eir w ork when they da ell cho se . As i n n and e i n th e the thro ged the light d ways , so and dark the desert they stand , ’ and u e br e th r e n s Wary watchf l all th ir days, that their i n n days may be lo ng th e la d . THE LOWESTOFT BOAT 3 Raise ye the stone or cleave th e wood t o make a path more fair o r flat ! Lo i t i s S o n o f , black already with blood some Martha spilled fo r that No t e to n as a ladd r from earth H eave , not as a i n t o an w t ess y creed, But simple service simply given to his o w n kind i n o n e e their c mmo n d . And the Sons of Mary smile and are blessed-! they w A o n i kno the ngels are the r side . m i s fo They know in the the Grace confessed , and e i e l the m are the M rc s mu tiplied . — — Th e y s i t at The Feet they hear The Word they see h o w truly The Promi se ru ns ! e i bu n u o n th e and They have cast th r rde p Lord, the Lord H e lays it on Martha ’ s Sons ! THE LOWESTOFT BOAT ( Wr itte n 1 91 5) I N w o Lo est ft a boat was laid , Mark well what I do say ! And s h e w as u fo r th e b ilt herring trade, ’ ’ ’ But n a- i n a- n a- o she has go e rov , rovi , r vin , The Lord know s where ! e v h e r m n c to un Th y ga e Govern e t oal b r , An d . F u . n bo w and e n a Q g at st r , ’ And ut - n o a o . sent her r vi , etc 4 THE SECRET OF THE MACHI NES Her skippe r was mate o fa bucko ship h w o ne man i W ich al ays killed per tr p, u ’ So i e tc. he is sed to rov n , m w as k i o f in Her ate s pper a chapel Wales, And s o h e i n and fights topper tails, ’ ’ li i - us h o o tc Re o t e .

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