Poetic Openings : Charles Hamilton Sorley to Charles Hamilton Sorley
Poet : Charles Hamilton Sorley : Poem : Barbury Camp : First Line : We burrowed night and day with tools of lead,Poet : Charles Hamilton Sorley : Poem : Expectans Expectavi : First Line : From morn to midnight, all day through,
Poet : Charles Hamilton Sorley : Poem : Rooks : First Line : There where the rusty iron lies,
Poet : Charles Hamilton Sorley : Poem : Saints Have Adored The Lofty Soul Of You : First Line : Saints have adored the lofty soul of you.
Poet : Charles Hamilton Sorley : Poem : Such, Such Is Death : First Line : Such, such is Death: no triumph: no defeat: