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 Fire (22 Poems)
The Thorn (John Freeman Poems)
The days of these two years like busy antsHave gone, confused and happy and distressed, Rich, yet sad with aching wants, Crowded, ...
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 Body (John Freeman Poems)
When I had dreamed and dreamed what woman's beauty was,And how that beauty seen from unseen surely flowed,I turned and ...
The Fire (John Freeman Poems)
Near the house flowed, or paused, the black Canal,Edged by the timber piles so black and tall.From the rotten fence ...
The Native Country (John Freeman Poems)
Where is that country? The unresting mindLike a lapwing nears and leaves it and returns.I know those unknown hill-springs where ...
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 Brightness (John Freeman Poems)
Away, away--Through that strange void and vastBrimmed with dying day;Away,So that I feelOnly the windOf the world's swift-rolling wheel.See what ...
The Kestrel (John Freeman Poems)
In a great western wind we climbed the hillAnd saw the clouds run up, ride high and sink;And there were ...
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 ...
But Most Thy Light (John Freeman Poems)
I know how fire burns,How from the wrangling fumesRose and amber blooms, And slowly dies.Nothing's so swift as fire,There's nothing alive ...
The Fear (John Freeman Poems)
Surely I must have ailed On that dark night,Or my childish courage failed Because there was no light;Or terror must have come With ...
In Those Old Days (John Freeman Poems)
In those old days you were called beautiful,But I have worn the beauty from your face;The flowerlike bloom has withered ...
Old Fires (John Freeman Poems)
The fire burns lowWhere it has burned ages ago,Sinks and sighsAs it has done to a hundred eyesStaring, staringAt the ...
Not With These Eyes (John Freeman Poems)
Let me not see your grief!O, let not any seeThat grief,Nor how your heart still rocksLike a temple with long ...
Smoke (John Freeman Poems)
They stood like men that hear immortal speechMoving among their branches, and like treesWe stood and watched them, and in ...
Snows (John Freeman Poems)
Now the long-bearded chilly-fingered winterOver the green fields sweeps his cloak and leavesIts whiteness there. It caught on the wild ...
The Valley (John Freeman Poems)
Between the beechen hill and the green downThe valley pastures sink;And the green river runs through their warm greenNorthward into ...
Recovery (John Freeman Poems)
Where are you going with eyes so dull,You whose eyes were beautiful,You whose hair with the light was gay,And now ...
Shadows (John Freeman Poems)
The shadow of the lantern on the wall,The lantern hanging from the twisted beam,The eye that sees the lantern, shadow ...
Take Care, Take Care (John Freeman Poems)
Bind up, bind up your dark bright hair And hide the smouldering sunken fire.Let it be held no more than fair,Nor ...
More Than Sweet (John Freeman Poems)
The noisy fire,The drumming wind,The creaking trees,And all that humOf summer airAnd all the long inquietudeOf breaking seas----Sweet and delightful ...