Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON CEDAR STREET, NEW YORK, by HELEN HAY WHITNEY First Line: I, whose totem was a tree Last Line: "calm and sweet abide with you." Subject(s): Ancestry & Ancestors; New York City - Streets | ||||||||
I, whose totem was a tree In the days when earth was new, Joyous leafy ancestry Known of twilight and of dew, Now within this iron wall Slave of tasks that irk the soul, To my parents send one call That they give me of their dole. Thro' the roar of alien sound Grimy noise of work-a-day, Secretly a voice, half drowned, Whispers thro' the evening's grey, "Child, we know the path you tread, Ghost and manes, we are true: Cedar spirits, long since dead, Calm and sweet abide with you." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SWEETHEART: THOMPSON STREET by SAMUEL DUFF MCCOY OLD SAWS AND SEE-SAWS by ANDREW EDWARD WATROUS SUNRISE by FEDERICO GARCIA LORCA ILKA BLADE O' GRASS KEPS ITS AIN DRAP O' DEW by JAMES BALLANTYNE THE REVENGE OF RAIN-IN-THE-FACE by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW SEA SLUMBER-SONG by RODEN BERKELEY WRIOTHESLEY NOEL ON A PIECE OF TAPESTRY by GEORGE SANTAYANA |
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