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 Mind (60 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 Undying (John Freeman Poems)
In thin clear light unshadowed shapes go bySmall on green fields beneath the hueless sky.They do not stay for question, ...
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 ...
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 ...
Judgment Day (John Freeman Poems)
When through our bodies our two spirits burnEscaping, and no more our true eyes turnOutwards, and no more hands to ...
Merrill’s Garden (John Freeman Poems)
There is a garden where the seeded stems of thin long grass are bowedBeneath July's slow rains and heat and ...
Sweet England (John Freeman Poems)
I heard a boy that climbed up Dover's HillSinging _Sweet England_, sweeter for his song.The notes crept muffled through the ...
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) ...
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 ...
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 ...
Talk (John Freeman Poems)
So many were there talking that I heardNothing at first quite plain, as I sat down;Until from this man's gibe ...
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 ...
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 ...
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 ...
From Wear To Thames (John Freeman Poems)
Is it because Spring now is comeThat my heart leaps in its bed of dust?Is it with sorrow or strange ...
Happiness (John Freeman Poems)
I have found happiness who looked not for it. There was a green fresh hedge, And willows by the river side, And whistling ...
O Muse Divine (John Freeman Poems)
O thou, my Muse,Beside the Kentish River runningThrough water-meads where dewsTossed flashing at thy feetAnd tossing flashed againWhen the timid ...
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 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 ...
Sailing Of The _Glory_ (John Freeman Poems)
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 (John Freeman Poems)
Fair Eve, as fair and stillAs fairest thought, climbs the high sheltering hill;As still and fairAs the white cloud asleep ...
The Caves (John Freeman Poems)
Like the tide—knocking at the hollowed cliffAnd running into each green cave as if In the cave's night to keep Eternal motion ...