Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PIONEER WOMAN, by ELIZABETH DE MARY First Line: I want my own to come to me Last Line: When lo, my heart's at rest. Subject(s): Frontier & Pioneer Life; Pioneers | ||||||||
I want my own to come to me When dusk begins to fall; Strange shadows flit across the floor, I hear a coyote's call; And specters grim stalk through the sage, There shines no friendly light; My being shrinks with haunting fear, -- Come back, My Own, with night! Against the fading saffron sky Strained eyes pursue their quest, Till they behold a dim grey form, When lo, my heart's at rest. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE TEMPEST by WILLIAM JAY SMITH THE BALLAD OF WILLIAM SYCAMORE (1790-1880) by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET ON THE EMIGRATION TO AMERICA AND PEOPLING WESTERN COUNTRY by PHILIP FRENEAU SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: RUTHERFORD MCDOWELL by EDGAR LEE MASTERS CROSSING THE PLAINS by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER WESTWARD HO! by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER FACE TO FACE by ADRIENNE CECILE RICH THE SETTLER: AMERICA IN THE MAKING by ALFRED BILLINGS STREET THE FOUNDERS OF OHIO by WILLIAM HENRY VENABLE IN THE TRENCHES by RICHARD ALDINGTON |
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