Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TWO SORTS OF EMIGRANTS, by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER Poet's Biography First Line: His debts are paid, but all his land is gone Last Line: And sing as bravely to the southern morn. Subject(s): Immigrants; Emigrant; Emigration; Immigration | ||||||||
His debts are paid, but all his land is gone; He leaves our narrow seas with many a tear, Bound for the south, dishearten'd and alone, To use those energies he wasted here. A colony of larks their passage take With him. Small cheer his own sad voyage yields: The rolling seas contrast his quiet lake, And fleeting shores his patrimonial fields. At last he lands, half-hopeful, half-forlorn, A human heart with all its cares and ties. The larks, his fellow emigrants, will rise At once and sing, on alien breezes borne, Forget the transfer from their native skies, And sing as bravely to the southern morn. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EVERYDAY WE GET MORE ILLEGAL by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA EUROPE AND AMERICA by DAVID IGNATOW EUROPE AND AMERICA by DAVID IGNATOW THE VIEW AT GUNDERSON'S by JOSEPH WARREN BEACH MEETING YOU AT THE PIERS by KENNETH KOCH IN THE GLORIOUS YEMEN RESTAURANT by KHALED MATTAWA END OF THE RANGE by ANSELM HOLLO HER FIRST-BORN by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER |
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