Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN THE SUN, by ISABEL FISKE CONANT First Line: Towns there were in flanders Last Line: All in good time. Subject(s): Towns; Wellesley College | ||||||||
TOWNS there were in Flanders, Towns in Argonne; Like meadow-water, Quiet in the sun. You know what befell them, Their aged, their young, And how were put to silence Carillons that swung. When I reach Paradise I shall seek a row Of little towns of Flanders, That perished, as you know. There, at simple door-steps, Safe, every one, I shall see old folk And children in the sun. Lost things, trinkets, Carillons a-chime, I look to find them, All in good time. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LINES WRITTEN TO A TRANSLATOR OF GREEK POETRY by MARGARET STEELE ANDERSON THE LESSER BEAUTY by MARGARET STEELE ANDERSON WORK by MARGARET STEELE ANDERSON IN MEMORY: MISS JEWETT by GRACE ALLERTON ANDREWS HERE ENTER NOT by KATHARINE CANBY BALDERSTON I CLEANED MY HOUSE TODAY by KATHARINE CANBY BALDERSTON MY GARDEN by KATHARINE CANBY BALDERSTON A QUEEN'S LAMENT by ISABEL FISKE CONANT |
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