Poems by Florence Peacock

There are no summer flowers
To deck the Old Year's bier,
Of all he gave so lavishly,
Not one...

A.D. 1037 What can these new gods give me?
I have Odin and Thor,
Odin the wise all father;
...

Supposed to be spoken by one who had been a trooper in the Ironsides. Now I know that the Lord, ...

"Throw my royal robes around me, "
Said the king.
"Since I might not die in battle
I will brin...

Lay the flowers lightly round her,
Crown the silvered hair
With Our Lady's lilies;
Death has...

Why do you come to disturb me?
I laid you away to rest,
With red rose-leaves for your pillow, ...

Pray God may grant for all time to be,
That never again the world may see,
Paris, such woe a...

Some day in the unknown future
(For all things come to an end),
I shall stand again in the pre...

Troy has fallen; and never will be
War like the war that was waged for me.
Could I but have tho...