Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MEMORIES, by EDWARD HILTON YOUNG Poet Analysis First Line: Far up at glorian the wind is sighing Last Line: Nor pay the debt I owe. Alternate Author Name(s): Kennet Of The Dene, 1st Baron Subject(s): Soldiers' Writings; World War I; First World War | ||||||||
FAR up at Glorian the wind is sighing, And, as the light grows less, Across the downland sounds the plovers' crying, The voice of loneliness. Thither, from this sad waste of waters streaming, All the unending night, My heart returns, to see by Kennet gleaming One cottage window-light. Yet for your sake it is that I must roam now, Dear lands, dear lads I know; I love you so, I could not stay at home now, Nor pay the debt I owe. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...D'ANNUNZIO by ERNEST HEMINGWAY 1915: THE TRENCHES by CONRAD AIKEN TO OUR PRESIDENT by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE HORSES by KATHARINE LEE BATES CHILDREN OF THE WAR by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE U-BOAT CREWS by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE RED CROSS NURSE by KATHARINE LEE BATES WAR PROFITS by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE UNCHANGEABLE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |
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