poetry

• of that colossal wreck - Ozymandias
• king of kings - Ozymandias
• half sunk, a shattered visage lies - Ozymandias
• nothing beside remains - Ozymandias
• the lone and level sands stretch far away - Ozymandias
• i wander through each chartered street - London
• mark in every face i meet marks of weakness, marks of woe - London
• the mind-forged manacles i hear - London
• runs in blood down palace walls - London
• blasts the new-born infant's tear - London
• nothing but the stars and the grey sky - Prelude
• (led by her) - Prelude
• troubled pleasure - Prelude
• towered up between me and the stars - Prelude
• were a trouble to my dreams - Prelude
• none puts by the curtain which i have pulled for you, but i - My Last Duchess
• twas not her husband's presence only, called that spot of joy into the Duchess' cheek - My Last Duchess
• she liked whatever she looked on - My Last Duchess
• i choose never to stoop - My Last Duchess
• but who passed without much the same smile? - My Last Duchess
• i gave commands; then all smiles stopped together - My Last Duchess
• Storm'd at with shot and shell - Charge of the Light Brigade
• Into the jaws of Death , into the mouth of Hell - Charge of the Light Brigade
• Honour the charge they made! Honour the Light Brigade! - Charge of the Light Brigade
• Theirs not to reason why Theirs but to do and die - Charge of the Light Brigade
• our brains ache - exposure
• merciless iced east winds that knive us - Exposure
• but nothing happens - exposure
• sudden successive flights of bullets streak the silence - exposure
• pale flakes with lingering stealth come feeling for our faces - exposure
• for love of God seems dying - exposure
• you can listen to the thing you fear forgetting that it pummels your house too - Storm on the island
• spits like a tamed cat turned savage - storm on the island
• strange, it is a huge nothing we fear - storm on the island
• we are bombarded by empty air - storm on the island
• cringe in holes - exposure
• In what cold clockwork of the stars and the nations was he the hand pointing that second? - Bayonet Charge
• King, honour, human dignity, etcetera dropped like luxuries in a yelling alarm - Bayonet Charge
• The patriotic tear that had brimmed in his eye - Bayonet Charge
• Bullets smacking the belly out of the air - Bayonet Charge