POEMS OF LONDON

AND OTHER VERSES

BY

JOHN PRESLAND

MACMILLAN AND CO., LIMITED
ST. MARTIN'S STREET, LONDON
1918

COPYRIGHT

CONTENTS

POEMS OF LONDON

London Dawn
Spring in Oxford Street
Judd Street, St. Pancras
Sparrows
The Moon in January
An August Night, 1914
Counted out—Olympia
The German Band
Street Music—I
Street Music—II
Piccadilly
In the Tube
London Idyll—I
A London Idyll—II
Finis

OTHER VERSES

In Early Spring
A Ballad of the Fall of Knossos
A Sun-Dial in a Garden
"Two Only"
The Saint's Birthday
Rupert Brooke
"Comfort be with Apples, for I am sick of Love"
Of England
Question
Leonardo to Monna Lisa.
The Eternal Flux
Love is the Ultimate Measure
November 8
The Lovers
The Gentle Heart
A Ballad for Herman
France
Ilgar's Song
The Inn—I
The Inn—II
"To-Day I miss You"
"How Small the Thread"
"In all Things gracious there is a Thought of You"
"There's Duty, Friend"
"Evening"
Finis

POEMS OF LONDON

LONDON DAWN

Dawn over London; all the pearly light
Trembles and quivers over street and park,
The houses are a strange, unearthly white;
Pavement and roof grow slowly, palely bright;
There is no shadow, neither light nor dark
But everything is steeped in glimmering dawn.

Oh, purity of dawn; oh, milk-and-pearl
Translucent splendour, spreading far and wide,
As on a yellow beach the small waves curl
—Almost as noiselessly as buds unfurl—
On windless mornings with the rising tide,
So flows the dawn