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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE FUGITIVE, by JOHN FREEMAN Poet's Biography
First Line: In the hush of early even
Last Line: Crept away, and died.
Subject(s): Death; Dead, The
First Line: In the hush of early even
Last Line: Crept away, and died.
Subject(s): Death; Dead, The
IN the hush of early even
The clouds came flocking over,
Till the last wind fell from heaven
And no bird cried.
Darkly the clouds were flocking,
Shadows moved and deepened,
Then paused; the poplar's rocking
Ceased; the light hung still
Like a painted thing, and deadly.
Then from the cloud's side flickered
Sharp lightning, thrusting madly
At the cowering fields.
Thrice the fierce cloud lighten'd,
Down the hill slow thunder trembled;
Day in her cave grew frightened,
Crept away, and died.
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