Verses and Sonnets

Chapter 19: THE WORLD’S END.

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About This Book

This collection assembles sonnets, short lyrics, grotesques and epigrams that shift between playful satire and serious meditation. Poems evoke nocturnal reverie, pastoral songs, seasonal sonnets for each month, and compact narrative sketches, while recurring themes include youth and ageing, love and honour, music and faith, mortality and urban poverty. Formal variety—from polished sonnet sequences to biting epigrams—allows intimate love poems to sit beside comic portraits and moral reflections, producing a compact, varied lyrical volume that alternates tenderness, irony, and moral urgency across domestic, religious, and public scenes.

THE WORLD’S END.

The clouds are high and the skies are wide

(It’s a weary way to the world’s end).

I hear the wind upon a hillside

(Over the hills, away).

Over the hills and over the sea

(It’s a weary way to the world’s end).

The woman alone is a-calling me

(Over the hills, away).

Beyond the rim of the rising moon

(It’s a weary way to the world’s end).

He’s back too late who starts too soon

(Over the hills, away).

He’s wise, and he laughs who loves to roam

(It’s a weary way to the world’s end);

He’s wise and he cries the when he comes home

(Over the hills, away).

Woman alone, and all alone

(It’s a weary way to the world’s end).

I’ll just be sitting at home, my own,

The world’s a weary way.