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Bryan Procter (pseud. Barry Cornwall) was an English poet.
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Barry Cornwall's poems
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SIT down, sad soul, and count
The moments flying:
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TELL me, what is a poet's thought?
Is it on the sudden born?
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The poplars in the fields of France
Are golden ladies come to dance;
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TOUCH us gently, Time!
Let us glide adown thy stream
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I wakened on my hot, hard bed;
Upon the pillow lay my head;
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SING, I pray, a little song,
Mother dear!
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I laid me down upon the shore
And dreamed a little space;
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PEACE! what do tears avail?
She lies all dumb and pale,
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