Biography of Norman Rowland Gale

Norman Rowland Gale (4 March 1862 – 7 October 1942) was a poet, novelist and reviewer, who published many books over a period of nearly fifty years.Gale was born in Kew, Surrey. He entered Exeter College, Oxford in 1880 and graduated in 1884. He was a teacher for some years, but in 1892 he began writing full-time. His poems "Betrothed" and "The Call" appeared in The Yellow Book. His best-known poem is probably "The Country Faith", which is in The Oxford Book of English Verse. In the United States, Louis Untermeyer included it in his anthology Modern British Poetry, and, with a change of title to "Life in the Country", it opened the second reader in Cora Wilson Stewart's series, Country Life Readers.For the last two years of his life Gale lived in Headley Down, Hampshire, where he died at the age of eighty.

Publications

A Country Muse, 1892; reprinted with additions as A Country Muse: First Series, 1894

A Country Muse: New Series, 1893; reprinted with additions as A Country Muse: Second Series, 1895

Orchard Songs, 1893

A June Romance (novel), 1894

All Expenses Paid, 1895

Cricket Songs, 1894

Songs for Little People, 1896

(ed.) Poems by John Clare, 1901

Barty's Star (novel), 1903

More Cricket Songs, 1905

A Book of Quatrains, 1909

Song in September, 1912

Solitude, 1913

Collected Poems, 1914

The Candid Cuckoo, 1918

A Merry-go-Round of Song, 1919

Verse in Bloom, 1925

A Flight of Fancies, 1926

Messrs Bat and Ball, 1930

Close of Play, 1936

Remembrances, 1937

Love-in-a-Mist, 1939

References

Who was Who

External links

Works by Norman Gale at Project Gutenberg

Works by or about Norman Gale at Internet Archive

Archive Material at Leeds University Library

Works by Norman Gale at LibriVox (public domain audiobooks)

Poems by Norman Rowland Gale

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