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SHUT OUT, by KATHARINE LEE BATES Poet's Biography First Line: Death bars me from my garden, but by the dusty Last Line: When the old wound starts a-throbbing and starlight brings no rest. Subject(s): Death; Gypsies; Dead, The; Gipsies | ||||||||
Death bars me from my garden, but by the dusty road Glints many a vagrant blossom the wind's caprices sowed. Death locks my door against me and flings the golden key To sink with many another beneath the moaning sea. But there are haunts for gypsies upon the heather moors, Where we share with one another the lore of out-of-doors; And gypsy tells to gypsy what healing herbs are best When the old wound starts a-throbbing and starlight brings no rest. | Other Poems of Interest...COLERIDGE CROSSING THE PLAIN OF JARS by NORMAN DUBIE THE ASSIMILATION OF THE GYPSIES by LARRY LEVIS THE SCHOLAR GIPSY by MATTHEW ARNOLD THE GYPSY by PHILIP EDWARD THOMAS TO A GIPSY CHILD BY THE SEA-SHORE by MATTHEW ARNOLD THE GYPSIES [OR, GIPSIES] by HENRY HOWARTH BASHFORD AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE FIRST VOYAGE OF JOHN CABOT [1497] by KATHARINE LEE BATES |
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