Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, LOVING VAGABONDS, by NORA BYRNES HEGI



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LOVING VAGABONDS, by                    
First Line: He played wild airs on his guitar
Last Line: Life holds for him no charms.
Subject(s): Wandering & Wanderers; Wanderlust; Vagabonds; Tramps; Hoboes


He played wild airs on his guitar.
She danced away the hours,
It mattered not to them how far
In light years was the evening star:
Their language was of flowers.

They roved along where lilies bowed,
Where trees held out their arms;
Eternal silver lined their cloud --
And then it came, with grief endowed --
Life holds for him no charms.





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