For Mercy, Courage, Kindness, Mirth,
There is no measure upon earth.
Nay, they wither, root and stem,
If an end be set to them.
Overbrim and overflow,
If you own heart you would know;
For the spirit born to bless
Lives but in its own excess

(C) Robert Laurence Binyon
02/22/2019


Best Poems of Robert Laurence Binyon

• The Fourth Of August
• The Sun Goes Down, On Other Lands To Shine
• As I Walked Through London
• A Song
• The House That Was
• August Afternoon
• The Bereaved
• For The Fallen
• The Little Dancers
• Forest Silence
• The Bather
• The Zeppelin
• An Incident At Cambrai
• The Junipers
• The Sibyls
• Love Infinite
• Sirmione
• Midsummer Noon
• The Reformer
• Whitechapel High Road