The Dead Ships [poem by E. J. Brady]

[Editor: This poem by E. J. Brady was published in The Earthen Floor (1902).] XXIV. The Dead Ships. Sound, sleeping sound, with their sere sails rotting round, On their bleached beds down below, By a viscid seaweed slimed, by a hoar ooze whitely rimed, Lie low, the drown’d dead ships lie low. All dreaming of […]

The Witch Wife’s Weaving [poem by E. J. Brady]

[Editor: This poem by E. J. Brady was published in The Earthen Floor (1902).] XXIII. The Witch Wife’s Weaving. In old Norse legend the fogs are called ‘witch-wool.’ ———— White wool, white wool, the Beacon light is fading The Night it falls full soon, And fast the swift clouds cover, A potent, hornéd moon. Black […]

There’s Something at the Yard-Arm [poem by E. J. Brady]

[Editor: This poem by E. J. Brady was published in The Earthen Floor (1902).] XXII. There’s Something at the Yard-Arm. There’s something at the yard-arm That’s swinging to and fro; There’s something at the yard-arm, The drums are beating slow. They swung it to the yard-arm Alive a while ago; They hung it to the […]

Otahai [poem by E. J. Brady]

[Editor: This poem by E. J. Brady was published in The Earthen Floor (1902).] XXI. Otahai. On the beach at Otahai You remember, you and I, And the rollers on the bars, And the moonlight and the stars — On that beach at Otahai You’ll remember, — you and I. What’s the use a sailor […]

Ice Virgins [poem by E. J. Brady]

[Editor: This poem by E. J. Brady was published in The Earthen Floor (1902).] XX. Ice Virgins. Pale virgins of the Arctic, They pulse across the tides To meet the lords Antarctic, Who fain would make them brides. The wicked White Fox spied them Beyond the Frozen Sea, With but dim Night to hide them, […]