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 ...
When man first walked upright and soberly Reflecting as he paced to and fro,And no more swinging from wide tree to ...
Hear me, O beeches! YouThat have with ageless anguish slowly risenFrom earth's still secret prisonInto the ampler prison of aery ...
At evening when the aspens rustled softAnd the last blackbird by the hedge-nest laughed,And through the leaves the moon's unmeaning ...
IThen first I knew, seeing that bent grey head,How England honours all her thousand dead.Then first I knew how faith ...
The pigeons, following the faint warm light,Stayed at last on the roof till warmth was gone,Then in the mist that's ...
In thin clear light unshadowed shapes go bySmall on green fields beneath the hueless sky.They do not stay for question, ...
I reached the cottage. I knew it from the cardHe had given me--the low door heavily barred,Steep roof, and two ...
The days of these two years like busy antsHave gone, confused and happy and distressed, Rich, yet sad with aching wants, Crowded, ...
When this burning fleshBurns down in Time's slow fire to a glowing ash;When these lips have utteredThe last word, and ...
When through our bodies our two spirits burnEscaping, and no more our true eyes turnOutwards, and no more hands to ...
I heard a boy that climbed up Dover's HillSinging _Sweet England_, sweeter for his song.The notes crept muffled through the ...
And now, while the dark vast earth shakes and rocksIn this wild dream-like snare of mortal shocks,How look (I muse) ...
They were like dreams that in a drowsy hourA sad old God had dreamed in loneliness of power.They were like ...
Thinking of these, of beautiful brief things,Of things that are of sense and spirit made, Of meadow flowers, dense hedges and ...
Where is that country? The unresting mindLike a lapwing nears and leaves it and returns.I know those unknown hill-springs where ...
Is it because Spring now is comeThat my heart leaps in its bed of dust?Is it with sorrow or strange ...
O thou, my Muse,Beside the Kentish River runningThrough water-meads where dewsTossed flashing at thy feetAnd tossing flashed againWhen the timid ...
I could not love if my thought loved not too,Nor could my body touch the body of you,Unless first in ...
Merrily shouted all the sailors As they left the town behind;Merrily shouted they and gladdened At the slip-slap of the wind.But envious ...
Fair Eve, as fair and stillAs fairest thought, climbs the high sheltering hill;As still and fairAs the white cloud asleep ...
Like the tide—knocking at the hollowed cliffAnd running into each green cave as if In the cave's night to keep Eternal motion ...
On the wide fields the water gleams like snow,And snow like water pale beneath pale sky,When old and burdened the ...
O cover me, long gentle grasses, Cover me with your seeding heads, Cover me with your shaking limbs, Cover me with your light ...
Of caterpillars Fabre tells how day after day Around the rim of a vast earth pot they crawled, Tricked thither as they ...
Let me not see your grief!O, let not any seeThat grief,Nor how your heart still rocksLike a temple with long ...
Now come,And I that moment will forget you.Sit hereAnd in your eyes I shall not see you.Speak, speakThat I no ...
Now the long-bearded chilly-fingered winterOver the green fields sweeps his cloak and leavesIts whiteness there. It caught on the wild ...
O, what insect is itThat burrows in the heart and fretsThe heart's near nerves,Leaving its uncleanStigmata in the mind serene,Making ...
So fair, that all the morning aches With such monotony!So brief, that sadness breaks The brittle spell.Nothing so fair, nothing so brief: The ...
Bring your beauty, bring your laughter, bring even your fears,Bring the grief that is, the joy that was in other ...
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