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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WINGED THOUGHTS, by JOHN KELLS INGRAM Poet's Biography First Line: Little, they know us, ev'n who know us best Last Line: Looks down on hallow'd ground at beaufortwest. | |||
LITTLE they know us, ev'n who know us best. Oft, when the social circle, frank and gay, Sports with the topics of the passing day, I seem, at friendly challenge, with keen zest To catch and echo back the flying jest; Yet will my inmost thought be far away -- Like bird that lights, and lights, but does not stay -- Beside my lost ones in their long low rest. One sleeps in Erin, near the home she bless'd, Where grateful hearts still worship her; and one, Who pass'd, his active manhood scarce begun, And all his poet-soul yet unexpress'd, Lies under tamarisk boughs, where Afric's sun Looks down on hallow'd ground at Beaufortwest. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest... |
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