“97”: The Fast Mail (John Charles McNeill Poems)
Where the rails converge to the station yardShe stands one moment, breathing hard,And then, with a snort and a clang ...
John Charles McNeill Poems (42 Poems)
A Caged Mocking-Bird (John Charles McNeill Poems)
I pass a cobbler's shop along the streetAnd pause a moment at the door-step, where,In nature's medley, piping cool and ...
On the Cape Fear (John Charles McNeill Poems)
Prince Charlie an' I, we war chased owre the sea Wi naething but conscience for glory.An' here I drew sawrd, when ...
Alcestis (John Charles McNeill Poems)
Not long the living weep above their dead,And you will grieve, Admetus, but not long.The winter's silence in these desolate ...
Old Spring Hill (John Charles McNeill Poems)
I wonder who the children are That troop to school these daysAlong the old McDuffie path That winds through woody waysAnd leads ...
Away Down Home (John Charles McNeill Poems)
'T will not be long before they hearThe bullbat on the hill,And in the valley through the duskThe pastoral whippoorwill.A ...
Barefooted (John Charles McNeill Poems)
The girls all like to see the bluets in the laneAnd the saucy johnny-jump-ups in the meadow,But, we boys, we ...
Two Pictures (John Charles McNeill Poems)
One sits in soft light, where the hearth is warm,A halo, like an angel's, on her hair.She clasps a sleeping ...
The Old Bad Woman (John Charles McNeill Poems)
The Old Bad Woman was coming along,Busily humming a sort of song.You could barely see, below her bonnet,Her chin where ...
Paul Jones (John Charles McNeill Poems)
A century of silent sunsHave set since he was laid on sleep,And now they bear with booming gunsAnd streaming banners ...
Folk Song (John Charles McNeill Poems)
When merry milkmaids to their cattle call At evenfall And voices rangeLoud through the gloam from grange to quiet grange,Wild waif-songs from ...
“If I Could Glimpse Him” (John Charles McNeill Poems)
When in the Scorpion circles lowThe sun with fainter, dreamier light,And at a far-off hint of snowThe giddy swallows take ...
Odessa (John Charles McNeill Poems)
A horror of great darkness over them,No cloud of fire to guide and cover them,Beasts for the shambles, tremulous with ...
A Christmas Hymn (John Charles McNeill Poems)
Near where the shepherds watched by nightAnd heard the angels o'er them,The wise men saw the starry lightStand still at ...
Sunburnt Boys (John Charles McNeill Poems)
Down on the Lumbee riverWhere the eddies ripple coolYour boat, I know, glides stealthilyAbout some shady pool.The summer's heats have ...
For Jane’s Birthday (John Charles McNeill Poems)
If fate had held a careless knifeAnd clipped one line that drew,Of all the myriad lines of life,From Eden up ...
An Idyl (John Charles McNeill Poems)
Upon a gnarly, knotty limbThat fought the current's crest,Where shocks of reeds peeped o'er the brim,Wild wasps had glued their ...
“Oh, Ask Me Not” (John Charles McNeill Poems)
Love, should I set my heart upon a crown,Squander my years, and gain it,What recompense of pleasure could I own?For ...
To Melvin Gardner: Suicide (John Charles McNeill Poems)
A flight of doves, with wanton wings,Flash white against the sky.In the leafy copse an oriole sings,And a robin sings ...
Tommy Smith (John Charles McNeill Poems)
When summer's languor drugs my veinsAnd fills with sleep the droning times,Like sluggish dreams among my brains,There runs the drollest ...
Jesse Covington (John Charles McNeill Poems)
If I have had some merry timesIn roaming up and down the earth,Have made some happy-hearted rhymesAnd had my brimming ...
When I Go Home (John Charles McNeill Poems)
When I go home, green, green will glow the grass,Whereon the flight of sun and cloud will pass;Long lines of ...
To —— (John Charles McNeill Poems)
Some time, far hence, when Autumn shedsHer frost upon your hair,And you together sit at dusk,May I come to you ...
A Secret (John Charles McNeill Poems)
A little baby went to sleepOne night in his white bed,And the moon came by to take a peepAt the ...
An Easter Hymn (John Charles McNeill Poems)
The Sun has come again and fedThe lily's lamp with light,And raised from dust a rose, rich red,And a little ...
M. W. Ransom (John Charles McNeill Poems)
(Died October 8, 1904)For him, who in a hundred battles stoodScorning the cannon's mouth,Grimy with flame and red with foeman's ...
The Old Clock (John Charles McNeill Poems)
All day low clouds and slanting rainHave swept the woods and dimmed the plain.Wet winds have swayed the birch and ...
Isabel (John Charles McNeill Poems)
When first I stood before you, Isabel,I stood there to adore you, In your spell;For all that grace composes,And all that beauty ...
The Drudge (John Charles McNeill Poems)
Repose upon her soulless face,Dig the grave and leave her;But breathe a prayer that, in his grace,He who so loved ...
Home Songs (John Charles McNeill Poems)
The little loves and sorrows are my song:The leafy lanes and birthsteads of my sires,Where memory broods by winter's evening ...