Chanteys And Ballads Sea Chanteys Tramp Ballads And Other Ballads And Poems
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I died a little when a friend Unheeding, passed me by, And when a woman that I loved Revealed her love a lie; I died a little when I stooped To a revengeful score Yet, as I ve died, so I ve been born Each day a little more. . . .
With every glimpse of loveliness I am the more re-born, With every laugh, with every kiss, With every shining morn! . . .
So, one day, when they think me dead, The truth of truths will be That I ve just walked out through a door To immortality!
RAIN-SADNESS Ti HE fowls... seek shelter, and the eaves Drip-drip with melancholy rain I wonder why it makes me think Of times which will not come again And of great men who lived in vain ?
MOON-DAWN TO R. W.
T, HERE are more dawns than the one Uprising of the sun.
There is a moon-dawn whose soft-flooding light Makes a nocturnal day of night. The whippoorwiirs the moon-dawn s lark, he sings, The immitigable passion of dumb things: In shadowy woods a thousand night-things cry, Unnumbered meadows lute in large reply.
THE CRY OF MAN JL HERE is a crying in my heart That never will be still, Like the voice of a lonely bird Behind a starry hill; There is a crying in my heart For what I may not know An infinite crying of desire Because my feet are slow.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
I died a little when a friend Unheeding, passed me by, And when a woman that I loved Revealed her love a lie; I died a little when I stooped To a revengeful score Yet, as I ve died, so I ve been born Each day a little more. . . .
With every glimpse of loveliness I am the more re-born, With every laugh, with every kiss, With every shining morn! . . .
So, one day, when they think me dead, The truth of truths will be That I ve just walked out through a door To immortality!
RAIN-SADNESS Ti HE fowls... seek shelter, and the eaves Drip-drip with melancholy rain I wonder why it makes me think Of times which will not come again And of great men who lived in vain ?
MOON-DAWN TO R. W.
T, HERE are more dawns than the one Uprising of the sun.
There is a moon-dawn whose soft-flooding light Makes a nocturnal day of night. The whippoorwiirs the moon-dawn s lark, he sings, The immitigable passion of dumb things: In shadowy woods a thousand night-things cry, Unnumbered meadows lute in large reply.
THE CRY OF MAN JL HERE is a crying in my heart That never will be still, Like the voice of a lonely bird Behind a starry hill; There is a crying in my heart For what I may not know An infinite crying of desire Because my feet are slow.
What to read after Chanteys And Ballads Sea Chanteys Tramp Ballads And Other Ballads And Poems?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Kemp Harry to read onlineMoreLess
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