London Sonnets

“ADVENTURERS ALL” SERIES No. XXVII.
LONDON SONNETS
Adventurers All. A SERIES OF YOUNG POETS UNKNOWN TO FAME.
Come my friends.... ’Tis not too late to seek a newer world. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down.... It may be we shall touch the happy isles. Yet our purpose holds ... to sail beyond the sunset. Ulysses

BY HUMBERT WOLFE Oxford Basil Blackwell, Broad Street, 1920

These were the first anemones— God only in his heaven sees How moving on their small green feet They blossomed in a London street, From a cool valley, as I guess, Beneath a hill in Lyonesse.

TO J.