Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THOMAS MACDONAGH, by FRANCIS LEDWIDGE Poet's Biography First Line: He shall not hear the bittern cry Last Line: Lifting her horn in pleasant meads. Subject(s): Mcdonagh, Thomas (1878-1916) | ||||||||
HE shall not hear the bittern cry In the wild sky, where he is lain, Nor voices of the sweeter birds Above the wailing of the rain. Nor shall he know when loud March blows Thro' slanting snows her fanfare shrill, Blowing to flame the golden cup Of many an upset daffodil. But when the Dark Cow leaves the moor, And pastures poor with greedy weeds, Perhaps he'll hear her low at morn Lifting her horn in pleasant meads. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EVENING IN ENGLAND by FRANCIS LEDWIDGE GROWING OLD by FRANCIS LEDWIDGE A DREAM DANCE by FRANCIS LEDWIDGE A DREAM OF ARTEMIS by FRANCIS LEDWIDGE A FAIRY HUNT by FRANCIS LEDWIDGE A LITTLE BOY IN THE MORNING by FRANCIS LEDWIDGE A MOTHER'S SONG by FRANCIS LEDWIDGE |
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