POEMS BYISAAC ROSENBERG
POEMS BYISAAC ROSENBERG
POEMS BYISAAC ROSENBERG
POEMS BY
ISAAC ROSENBERG
SONGS IN CAPTIVITYBy R. H. SauterBALLAD OF THE “ROYAL ANN”By Crosbie GarstonDOWN HERE THE HAWTHORNBy Thomas Moult
SONGS IN CAPTIVITYBy R. H. SauterBALLAD OF THE “ROYAL ANN”By Crosbie GarstonDOWN HERE THE HAWTHORNBy Thomas Moult
SONGS IN CAPTIVITYBy R. H. Sauter
SONGS IN CAPTIVITY
By R. H. Sauter
BALLAD OF THE “ROYAL ANN”By Crosbie Garston
BALLAD OF THE “ROYAL ANN”
By Crosbie Garston
DOWN HERE THE HAWTHORNBy Thomas Moult
DOWN HERE THE HAWTHORN
By Thomas Moult
LONDON: WILLIAM HEINEMANN
ISAAC ROSENBERG.
ISAAC ROSENBERG.
ISAAC ROSENBERG.
POEMS BYISAAC ROSENBERGSELECTED AND EDITED BYGORDON BOTTOMLEYWITH AN INTRODUCTORY MEMOIR BYLAURENCE BINYON1922LONDON: WILLIAM HEINEMANN
POEMS BYISAAC ROSENBERG
SELECTED AND EDITED BYGORDON BOTTOMLEYWITH AN INTRODUCTORY MEMOIR BYLAURENCE BINYON
SELECTED AND EDITED BYGORDON BOTTOMLEYWITH AN INTRODUCTORY MEMOIR BYLAURENCE BINYON
SELECTED AND EDITED BY
GORDON BOTTOMLEY
WITH AN INTRODUCTORY MEMOIR BY
LAURENCE BINYON
1922
LONDON: WILLIAM HEINEMANN
LONDON: WILLIAM HEINEMANN
LONDON: WILLIAM HEINEMANN
Youth is still childhood: when we cast off every cloudy vesture, and our thoughts are clear and mature; when every act is a conscious thought, every thought an attempt to arrest feeling; our feelings strong and overwhelming, our sensitiveness awakened by insignificant things in life; when the skies race tumultuously with our blood, and the earth shines and laughs; when our blood hangs suspended at the rustling of a gown. Our vanity loves to subdue—battle, aggressive. How we despise those older and duller—we want life, newness, excitement.
(Circa 1916.)