Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO A CARDIGANSHIRE SHEPHERD-POET (A GREETING), by ARTHUR GLYN PRYS-JONES Poet's Biography First Line: Like the cistercian, who fled Last Line: Bringeth his flock to fold. Subject(s): Dreams; Immortality; Wales; Nightmares; Welshmen; Welshwomen | ||||||||
I LIKE the Cistercian, who fled From cities that defiled, You find your peace among the hills, Your solace in the wild. II And there, on slow, soft-sandalled feet, The wandering years go by Bringing you wisdom from the earth, And mirth from sea and sky. III Behind your unbarred cabin-door You rest serene and sage, While far away the world's storms walk In vain and rumbling rage. IV By day you roam the blue hills far, And then beside your fire, Climbing the mountain-peaks of thought, Build cities of desire V Where the heart's black flood-gates cannot pour Their dark, estranging streams And there you walk, a bidden guest, With starry folk of dreams. VI And shepherd-poetat the last Better have dreams than gold, When Godthe Shepherd of the Vast Bringeth His flock to fold. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ANTICHRIST, OR THE REUNION OF CHRISTENDOM; AN ODE by GILBERT KEITH CHESTERTON WALES VISITATION by ALLEN GINSBERG WELSH INCIDENT by ROBERT RANKE GRAVES THE BARD; A PINDARIC ODE by THOMAS GRAY THE TRIUMPHS OF OWEN: A FRAGMENT by THOMAS GRAY WELSH LANDSCAPE by RONALD STUART THOMAS A BALLAD OF GLYNDWR'S RISING by ARTHUR GLYN PRYS-JONES A HYMN FOR ST. DAVID'S DAY (TO THE MEMORY OF SIR OWEN M. EDWARDS) by ARTHUR GLYN PRYS-JONES A SONG OF CALDEY (TO THE PRIOR AND BENEDICTINE BRETHREN ON THE ISLAND) by ARTHUR GLYN PRYS-JONES |
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