Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LOVING VAGABONDS, by NORA BYRNES HEGI 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. | 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 ADVENTURING by NORA BYRNES HEGI |
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