Tagged: JOHN MASEFIELD

An old bear in a scarlet peltCame next, old Squire Harridew,His eyebrows gave a man the grueSo bushy and so fierce they were;He had a bitter tongue to swear.A fierce, hot, hard, old, stupid...

Charles Copse, of Copse Hold Manor, thrustNext into view. In face and limbThe beauty and the grace of himWere like the golden age returned.His grave eyes steadily discernedThe good in men and what was...

Two bright young women, nothing meek, Rode up on bicycles and propped Their wheels in such wise that they dropped To bring the parson’s son to aid. Their cycling suits were tailor-made, Smart, mannish,...