Classic and Contemporary Poetry
NIGHT WANDERERS, by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES Poet Analysis First Line: They hear the bell of midnight toll Last Line: And cough like giants, deep and hoarse. Alternate Author Name(s): Davies, W. H. Subject(s): Wandering & Wanderers; Wanderlust; Vagabonds; Tramps; Hoboes | ||||||||
THEY hear the bell of midnight toll, And shiver in their flesh and soul; They lie on hard, cold wood or stone, Iron, and ache in every bone; They hate the night: they see no eyes Of loved ones in the starlit skies. They see the cold, dark water near; They dare not take long looks for fear They'll fall like those poor birds that see A snake's eyes staring at their tree. Some of them laugh, half-mad; and some All through the chilly night are dumb; Like poor, weak infants some converse, And cough like giants, deep and hoarse. | 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 BIRD'S ANGER by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES |
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