THE SEA-WIFE There dwells a wife by the Northern Gate, 

 HYMN BEFORE ACTION The earth is full of anger, 

 TO THE TRUE ROMANCE Thy face is far from this our war, FROM “MANY INVENTIONS”. 

 THE FLOWERS Buy my English posies! 

 THE LAST RHYME OF TRUE THOMAS The king has called for priest and cup, 

 IN THE NEOLITHIC AGE In the Neolithic Age savage warfare did I wage, 

 THE STORY OF UNG Once, on a glittering ice-field, ages and ages ago, 

 THE THREE-DECKER Full thirty foot she towered from waterline to rail, 

 AN AMERICAN If the Led Striker call it a strike, 

 THE “MARY GLOSTER”    I've paid for your sickest fancies; I've humoured your crackedest whim, 

 SESTINA OF THE TRAMP-ROYAL Speakin' in general, I 'ave tried 'em all, 

       BARRACK-ROOM BALLADS     

 “BACK TO THE ARMY AGAIN”    I'm 'ere in a ticky ulster an' a broken billycock 'at, 

 “BIRDS OF PREY” MARCH March! The mud is cakin' good about our trousies, 

 “SOLDIER AN' SAILOR TOO”    As I was spitting into the Ditch aboard o' the Crocodile, 

 SAPPERS When the Waters were dried an' the Earth did appear, 

 THAT DAY It got beyond all orders an' it got beyond all 'ope, 

 “THE MEN THAT FOUGHT AT MINDEN”    The men that fought at Minden, they was rookies in their time, 

 CHOLERA CAMP We've got the cholerer in camp — it's worse than forty fights, 

 THE LADIES I've taken my fun where I've found it, 

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