Robert Bridges
Robert Bridges
Robert Seymour Bridges, OMwas Britain's poet laureate from 1913 to 1930. A doctor by training, he achieved literary fame only late in life. His poems reflect a deep Christian faith, and he is the author of many well-known hymns. It was through Bridges’ efforts that Gerard Manley Hopkins achieved posthumous fame...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth23 October 1844
moon wind clouds
The south-wind strengthens to a gale, / Across the moon the clouds fly fast, / The house is smitten as with a flail, / The chimney shudders to the blast.
sweet clouds heaven
Scatter the clouds that hide The face of heaven, and show Where sweet peace doth abide, Where Truth and Beauty grow.
up-in-the-air clouds skirts
Were I a cloud I'd gather My skirts up in the air, And fly I well know whither, And rest I well know where.
summer garden clouds
I know that if odour were visible, as colour is, I'd see the summer garden in rainbow clouds.
beneath bid birds blossoming buds built carpet hid million pilgrim shall shower sing soft south stay steps till wait
Beneath the crisp and wintry carpet hid A million buds but stay their blossoming And trustful birds have built their nests amid The shuddering boughs, and only wait to sing Till one soft shower from the south shall bid And hither tempt the pilgrim steps of Spring.
beautiful bright fruitful learn mountains valleys
Beautiful must be the mountains whence ye come, / And bright in the fruitful valleys the streams, wherefrom / Ye learn your song.
across bosom leaning sails splendid thy urgent white
Whither, O splendid ship, thy white sails crowding, / Leaning across the bosom of the urgent West.
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body fault perfect stain
Perfect little body, without fault or stain on thee.
armies battles chaos faith simple struggle won
Simple and brave, his faith awoke, Ploughmen to struggle with their fate; Armies won battles when he spoke, And out of Chaos sprang the state.
angels delight gardens thy
My delight and thy delight / Walking, like two angels white, / In the gardens of the night.
english-poet hope
I live on hope and that I think do all Who come into this world.
english-poet gather rest
Were I a cloud I'd gather My skirts up in the air, And fly well know whither, And rest I well know where.
asleep came city falling large latest men settling snow traffic white
When men were all asleep the snow came flying, / In large white flakes falling on the city brown, / Stealthily and perpetually settling and loosely lying, / Hushing the latest traffic of the drowsy town.