Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A BOOK OF CELTIC VERSE (TO SEUMAS MACMANUS), by THEODOSIA (PICKERING) GARRISON Poet's Biography First Line: That was never a book that you brought me and gave to my hand Last Line: That you gave to me. Alternate Author Name(s): Faulks, Frederick J., Mrs. Subject(s): Books; Celts; Poetry & Poets; Reading | ||||||||
THAT was never a book that you brought me and gave to my hand -- 'Twas a wind sighing and a wave lifting, And the sight of a red moon drifting O'er a far-off land. That was never a thing of words that you brought and bade me know -- 'Twas a bugle blowing, a flame burning, And the gleam of a swift lance turning To the flying foe. That was never a printed rhyme that you brought and bade me see -- 'Twas a child's laughter and a bride's sighing, A saint's faith and a strong man's dying, That you gave to me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TWO SONNETS: 1 by DAVID LEHMAN THE ILLUSTRATION?ÇÖA FOOTNOTE by DENISE LEVERTOV FALLING ASLEEP OVER THE AENEID by ROBERT LOWELL POETRY MACHINES by CATE MARVIN LENDING LIBRARY by PHYLLIS MCGINLEY A BOOK OF VERSES by THEODOSIA (PICKERING) GARRISON |
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