THE far guns boom: shell-struck the church is rolled
Skyward athunder, dust of rose and gold:
The staring villa stands. So goes the War:
The limelight lives: extinguished is the star.

(C) Herbert Asquith
03/14/2017


Best Poems of Herbert Asquith

• The Frowning Cliff
• A Ship Sails Up To Bideford
• The Fallen Subaltern
• Riding
• Sunset
• Venice
• A Dedication
• The Volunteer
• The Fallen Spire [a Flemish Village]
• On A Troopship - 1915
• The Bather
• The Silver Birch
• To A Baby Found Paddling Near The Thames
• Youth In The Skies
• Fortune Of War
• After The Salvo
• The Charioteer
• Ares God Of War
• The Fairy Lover
• Jewels: A Young Man To A Merchant
• The Fallen Poet