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 Winter (9 Poems)
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 ...
The Unloosening (John Freeman Poems)
Winter was weary. All his snows were failing--Still from his stiff grey head he shook the rimeUpon the grasses, bushes ...
Time From His Grave (John Freeman Poems)
When the south-west wind cameThe air grew bright and sweet, as though a flameHad cleansed the world of winter. The ...
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 ...
Ten O’Clock And Four O’Clock (John Freeman Poems)
It stands thereTall and solitary on the edgeOf the last hill, green on the green hill.Ten o'clock the tree's called, ...
The Alde (John Freeman Poems)
How near I walked to Love,How long, I cannot tell.I was like the Alde that flowsQuietly through green level lands,So ...
Delight (John Freeman Poems)
Winter is fallen On the wretched grass,Dark winds have stolen All the colour that was.No leaf shivers:The bare boughs bend and creak ...
The Haunted Shadow (John Freeman Poems)
Fair Trees, O keep from chattering soWhen I with my more fair do go Beneath your branches;For if I laugh with ...