Out Of The East (John Freeman Poems)
When man first walked upright and soberly Reflecting as he paced to and fro,And no more swinging from wide tree to ...
John Freeman Poems on Night (62 Poems)
Beechwood (John Freeman Poems)
Hear me, O beeches! YouThat have with ageless anguish slowly risenFrom earth's still secret prisonInto the ampler prison of aery ...
The Human Music (John Freeman Poems)
At evening when the aspens rustled softAnd the last blackbird by the hedge-nest laughed,And through the leaves the moon's unmeaning ...
Presage To Victory (John Freeman Poems)
IThen first I knew, seeing that bent grey head,How England honours all her thousand dead.Then first I knew how faith ...
The Pigeons (John Freeman Poems)
The pigeons, following the faint warm light,Stayed at last on the roof till warmth was gone,Then in the mist that's ...
The Song Of The Forest (John Freeman Poems)
ITo Thee, Most Holy, Most Obscure, light-hidden,Shedding light in the darkness of the mindAs gold beams wake the air to ...
The Visit (John Freeman Poems)
I reached the cottage. I knew it from the cardHe had given me--the low door heavily barred,Steep roof, and two ...
To The Heavenly Power (John Freeman Poems)
When this burning fleshBurns down in Time's slow fire to a glowing ash;When these lips have utteredThe last word, and ...
The Stars In Their Courses (John Freeman Poems)
And now, while the dark vast earth shakes and rocksIn this wild dream-like snare of mortal shocks,How look (I muse) ...
First Love (John Freeman Poems)
I"No, no! Leave me not in this dark hour,"She cried. And I,"Thou foolish dear, but call not dark this hour;What ...
Nightfall (John Freeman Poems)
I Eve goes slowly Dancing lightlyClad with shadow up the hills; Birds their singing Cease at last, and silenceFalling like fine rain the valley ...
The Unloosening (John Freeman Poems)
Winter was weary. All his snows were failing--Still from his stiff grey head he shook the rimeUpon the grasses, bushes ...
The Tossing Mountains (John Freeman Poems)
They were like dreams that in a drowsy hourA sad old God had dreamed in loneliness of power.They were like ...
Fulfilment (John Freeman Poems)
Happy are they whom men and women love,And you were happy as a river that flowsDown between lonely hills, and ...
The Night Watch (John Freeman Poems)
Beneath the trees with heedful step and slow At night I go,Fearful upon their whispering to break Lest they awakeOut of those ...
No More Adieu (John Freeman Poems)
Unconscious on thy lap I lay,A spiritual thing,Stirless until the yet unlooked-for dayOf human birthShould call me from thy starry ...
Waking (John Freeman Poems)
Lying beneath a hundred seas of sleepWith all those heavy waves flowing over me,And I unconscious of the rolling nightUntil, ...
Thy Hill Leave Not (John Freeman Poems)
Thy hill leave not, O Spring,Nor longer leap down to the new-green'd Plain.Thy western cliff-caves keepO Wind, nor branch-borne Echo ...
The Shock (John Freeman Poems)
Thinking of these, of beautiful brief things,Of things that are of sense and spirit made, Of meadow flowers, dense hedges and ...
Comfortable Light (John Freeman Poems)
Most comfortable Light,Light of the small lamp burning up the night,With dawn enleagued against the beaten dark;Pure golden perfect spark;Or ...
The Last Time (John Freeman Poems)
For the last time,The last, last time,The last ...All those last times have I lived through again,And every "last" renews ...
The Other House (John Freeman Poems)
That other house, in the same crowded street,One red-tiled floor had, answering to my feet,And a bewildering garden all of ...
Evening Beauty: Blackfriars (John Freeman Poems)
Nought is but beauty weareth, near and far, Under the pale, blue sky and lonely star. This is that quick hour when ...
Lambourn Town (John Freeman Poems)
The rain beat on me as I walked, In the roadside it ran and muttered.It seemed the rain to the wind ...
The Dark Night Of The Mind (John Freeman Poems)
I could not love if my thought loved not too,Nor could my body touch the body of you,Unless first in ...
The Evening Sky (John Freeman Poems)
Rose-bosom'd and rose-limb'dWith eyes of dazzling brightShakes Venus mid the twined boughs of the night;Rose-limb'd, soft-steppingFrom low bough to boughShaking ...
At The Dock (John Freeman Poems)
They loiter round the Dock that holds yon ShipShuddering at the dark pool's defiled lipFrom springing bows to foam-deriding stern;They ...
Stone Trees (John Freeman Poems)
Last night a sword-light in the skyFlashed a swift terror on the dark.In that sharp light the fields did lieNaked ...
The Creeper (John Freeman Poems)
It covered allThe cold east wall,Its green, thin gold, purple, brown,And flame running up and down;Lifting its quiet bosom to ...
The Flute (John Freeman Poems)
It was a night of smell and dewWhen very old things seemed how new;When speech was softest in the stillAir ...