Beglory

Away on the patriarch mountains the sunset is burning, And huge floating cloudlets, begloried with crimson, Move silently o'er with a sleepy and peace-breathing motion.

[...] And with victory beglory'd set Sun and Moon, [...]

Let city commissions and chambers of commerce be as careful about ridding their own cities of disease and crime as they are to get into them factories and conventions and whatever else begets or beglories gold.

[...] into the Century Ensuing with a third less shine Of Light and Life to th'Entery Of the next fearfull woe which in its time Should follow to beglory Truth Divine.

Isaac Rosenberg acutely condemned Rupert Brooke's 'begloried sonnets' for their reliance on 'second-hand phrases'.