Henry Howard Brownell – The Bay Fight

“On the forecastle, Ulf the Red     Watched the lashing of the ships— ‘If the Serpent lie so far ahead,     We shall have hard work of it here,’     Said he.”                 Longfellow’s “Saga of...

Henry Howard Brownell – The Battle Summers

Again the glory of the days!     Once more the dreamy sunshine fills     Noon after noon,—and all the hills Lie soft and dim in autumn haze. And lovely lie these meadows low     In the slant sun—and quiet broods     Above the...

Henry Howard Brownell – Suspiria Noctis

Reading, and reading—little is the gain    Long dwelling with the minds of dead men leaves List rather to the melancholy rain,                                 Drop—dropping form...