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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
VIRGINIANA, by MARY JOHNSTON First Line: Slow turns the water by the green marshes Last Line: In virginia! Subject(s): Virginia (state) | |||
Slow turns the water by the green marshes, In Virginia. Overhead the sea fowl Make silver flashes, cry harsh as peacocks. Capes and islands stand, Ocean thunders, The light houses burn red and gold stars. In Virginia Run a hundred rivers. The dogwood is in blossom, The pink honeysuckle, The fringe tree. My love is the ghostly armed sycamore, My loves are the yellow pine and the white pine, My love is the mountain linden. Mine is the cedar. Ancient forest, Hemlock-mantled cliff, Black cohosh, Golden-rod, ironweed, And purple farewell-summer. Maple red in the autumn, And plunge of the mountain brook. The wind bends the wheat ears, The wind bends the corn, The wild grape to the vineyard grape Sends the season's greetings. Timothy, clover, Apple, peach! The blue grass talks to the moss and fern. Sapphire-shadowed, deep-bosomed, long-limbed, Mountains lie in the garden of the sky, Evening is a passion flower, morning is a rose! Old England sailed to Virginia, Bold Scotland sailed, Vine-wreathed France sailed, And the Rhine sailed, And Ulster and Cork and Killarney. Out of Africa -- out of Africa! Guinea Coast, Guinea Coast, Senegambia, Dahomey -- Now One, Now Virginia! Pocahontas steals through the forest, Along the Blue Ridge ride the Knights of the Horseshoe, Young George Washington measures neighbour's land from neighbour, In the firelight Thomas Jefferson plays his violin. Violin, violin! Patrick Henry speaks loud in Saint John's church. Andrew Lewis lifts his flintlock. -- O Fringed Hunting Shirt, where are you going? George Rogers Clarke takes Kagkaskia and Vincennes. They tend tobacco, And they hoe the corn, Colored folk singing, Singing sweetly of heaven And the Lord Jesus. Broad are the tobacco leaves, Narrow are the corn blades Little blue morning glories run through the corn fields. Sumach, sumach! Blue-berried cedar, Persimmon and pawpaw, Chinquepin. Have you seen the 'possum? Have you seen the 'coon? Have you heard the whippoorwill? Whippoorwill! Whippoorwill! Whip -- poor -- will! White top wagons Rolling westward. Bearded men Looking westward. Women, children, Gazing westward. Kentucky! Ohio! Halt at eve and build the fire. Dogs, Long guns, Household gear. 'Ware the Indian! White top wagons going westward. Edgar Allan Poe Walking in the moonlight, In the woods of Albemarle, 'Neath the trees of Richmond, Pondering names of women, Annabel -- Annie, Lenore -- Ulalume. Maury, Maury! What of Winds and Currents? Maury, Maury, Ocean rover! But when you come to die, "Carry me through Goshen Pass When the rhododendron is in bloom!" Men in gray, Men in blue, Very young men, Meet by a river. Overhead are fruit trees. "Water -- water! We will drink, then fight." -- "O God, why do we Fight anyhow? It's a good swimming hole And the cherries are ripe!" Bronze men on bronze horses, Down the long avenue, They ride in the sky, Bronze men. Stuart cries to Jackson, Jackson cries to Lee, Lee cries to Washington. Bronze men, Great soldiers. The church bells ring, In Virginia. Sonorous, Sweet, In the sunshine, In the rain. Salvation! It is Sunday. Salvation! It is Sunday, In Virginia. Locust trees in bloom, Long grass in the church yard, June bugs zooning round the roses, First bell -- second bell! All the ladies are in church. Now the men will follow, In Virginia, In Virginia! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FIELD GUIDE TO SOUTHERN VIRGINIA by FORREST GANDER TO THE VIRGINIAN VOYAGE [1611] by MICHAEL DRAYTON THE VIRGINIANS OF THE VALLEY by FRANCIS ORRERY TICKNOR VIRGINIA - THE WEST by WALT WHITMAN MASSACHUSETTS TO VIRGINIA by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER AT RICHMOND by WILLIAM ALLEN BUTLER LIFE IN THE AUTUMN WOODS by PHILIP PENDLETON COOKE TO MASTER GEORGE SANDYS TREASURER FOR THE ENGLISH COLONY IN VIRGINIA by MICHAEL DRAYTON LORD DUNMORE'S PETITION TO THE LEGISLATURE OF VIRGINIA by PHILIP FRENEAU THE RIVER JAMES by MARY JOHNSTON EPILOGUE TO DRAMATIS PERSONAE by ROBERT BROWNING LET THE LIGHT ENTER (THE DYING WORDS OF GOETHE) by FRANCES ELLEN WATKINS HARPER |
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