Poem of the Week: 29 December – 4 January

Excelsior by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The shades of night were falling fast, As through an Alpine village passed A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice, A banner with the strange device, Excelsior! His brow was sad; his eye beneath, Flashed like a falchion from its sheath, And like a silver clarion rung The accents … Continue reading Poem of the Week: 29 December – 4 January

Poem of the Week: 22 – 28 December

Lord Randal ‘O WHERE hae ye been, Lord Randal, my son? O where hae ye been, my handsome young man?’ ‘I hae been to the wild wood; mother, make my bed soon, For I’m weary wi hunting, and fain wald lie down.’ ‘Where gat ye your dinner, Lord Randal, my son? Where gat ye your … Continue reading Poem of the Week: 22 – 28 December