Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SAN FRANCISCO, by JOHN VANCE CHENEY Poet's Biography First Line: Who now dare longer trust thy mother land? Last Line: Mother, what hast thou done, what hast thou done! Subject(s): San Francisco Earthquake & Fire (1906) | ||||||||
WHO now dare longer trust thy mother hand? So like thee thou hadst not another child; The favorite flower of all thy Western sand, She looked up, Nature, in thy face and smiled, Trustful of thee, all-happy in thy care. She was thine own, not to be lured away Down joyless paths of men. Happy as fair, Held to thy heart -- that was she yesterday. To-day the sea is sobbing her sweet name; She cannot answer--she that loved thee best, That clung to thee till Hell's own shock and flame Wrenched her, swept her, from thy forgetting breast. Day's darling, playmate of thy wind and sun -- Mother, what hast thou done, what hast thou done! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SAN FRANCISCO: 1 (APRIL, 1906) by JOHN VANCE CHENEY JUPITER'S HORSES; OR, THE MODERN LOCOMOTIVE by WILLIAM STEWARD GORDON THE MAN WITH THE HOE'; A REPLY by JOHN VANCE CHENEY THE HAPPIEST HEART by JOHN VANCE CHENEY EVENING SONG: 1 by JOHN VANCE CHENEY EVENING SONG: 2 by JOHN VANCE CHENEY EVENING SONG: 3 by JOHN VANCE CHENEY EVENING SONG: 4 by JOHN VANCE CHENEY EVERY ONE TO HIS OWN WAY by JOHN VANCE CHENEY |
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