Henry Ellison

Poems by Lois

Off to dark Night and Chaos!

I shared a sonnet by the Victorian poet, Henry Ellison a couple of days ago… here are his thoughts on railway engines:   The Steam-Engine Off, ye Mastodons, Megalosauroi vast And monstrous, Nature’s ruder tentatives; Her clumsier essays, of which nought survives But fossil-bones–dread nightmares of the Past, Which her less skilful hand in rude moulds […]

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Poems by Lois

Strangely Botched Endings

This must be one of the most unusual titles to a Victorian sonnet that there is! On the Strangely Botched Endings of Some of Shakespear’s Sonnets O lame and impotent conclusion! ‘Tis As some full stream should run not to the sea, But lose itself in sand, or stagnant be; Or proud steed his last […]

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