Classic and Contemporary Poetry
GORGIO LAD, by AMELIA JOSEPHINE BURR First Line: Gorgio lad, my tribe are waiting Last Line: Gorgio lad, good-bye. Subject(s): Farewell; Wandering & Wanderers; Parting; Wanderlust; Vagabonds; Tramps; Hoboes | ||||||||
GORGIO lad, my tribe are waiting. Here at your garden's gate we part. The Romany heart with the road is mating, The caravan's ready to start, And it's I that must wander, wander, wander. Gardens a-many with never a wall Are blossoming back of the skyline yonder. Gorgio lad, they call! Strong are your arms, but the wind is stronger. It blows me out as the dust is blown. Love as I may, I can stay no longer. Dreaming at dusk alone It's I will be sighing, sighing, sighing, Seeing your eyes in the campfire's glow, Butthis is the call there is no denying. Gorgio lad, I go. Heart to my heart once morethen let me Slip from your world as the sunset goes. Just as a falling star, regret me, Just as a fading rose, For it's I must be roving, roving, roving At the will of the wind between earth and sky. There are butterfly wings on a gypsy's loving. Gorgio lad, good-bye. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BUMS, ON WAKING by JAMES DICKEY A FOLK SINGER OF THE THIRTIES by JAMES DICKEY WANDERER IN A FOREIGN COUNTRY by CLARENCE MAJOR THE WANDERER by WYSTAN HUGH AUDEN LONG GONE by STERLING ALLEN BROWN BLACK SHEEP by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON A VAGABOND SONG by BLISS CARMAN A LYNMOUTH WIDOW by AMELIA JOSEPHINE BURR |
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