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 ...
IThen first I knew, seeing that bent grey head,How England honours all her thousand dead.Then first I knew how faith ...
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 ...
They were like dreams that in a drowsy hourA sad old God had dreamed in loneliness of power.They were like ...
For the last time,The last, last time,The last ...All those last times have I lived through again,And every "last" renews ...
O thou, my Muse,Beside the Kentish River runningThrough water-meads where dewsTossed flashing at thy feetAnd tossing flashed againWhen the timid ...
Fair Eve, as fair and stillAs fairest thought, climbs the high sheltering hill;As still and fairAs the white cloud asleep ...
In that dark silent hourWhen the wind wants power,And in the black heightThe sky wants light,Stirless and blackIn utter lack,And ...
Distance no grace can lend you, but for meDistance yet magnifies your mystery.With you, and soon content, I ask how ...
Following upon the faint wind's fickle courses A feather drifts and strays. My thought after her thought Floated--how many ways and days!She swayed ...
Because the earth is vast and dark And wet and cold;Because man's heart wants warmth and light Lest it grow old;Therefore the ...
Stay, thou desired one, stay!Brighten the curious darkness of the world.Cold through the chill dark swings the sleeping world,Sense-heavy, dreaming ...
The lamp shone golden where she slept,Shining against deep-folded shadows.There was no stir but her slow breathingSave when a long ...
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 ...
Time like a cloudHas risen from the EastAnd whelmed the sky overEven to the wide-arched West,Darkening the blue,Embrowning the early ...
Standing close by youIn the cold lightOf two tall candlesThat measure the dark of night,I hear the mouse,The only thing ...
Frost in the air and music in the air,And the singing is sweet in the street.She wakes from a dream ...
The shadow of the lantern on the wall,The lantern hanging from the twisted beam,The eye that sees the lantern, shadow ...
Not a dream brush your sleep,Not a thought wake and creepIn upon your spirit's slumber;Not a memory encumber,Nor a thievish ...
The holy mountains,The gay streams,Heavy shadows,And tall, trembling trees;The light that sleepsBetween the heavy shadows,Wind that creepsFaintly, from far-off seas----The ...
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