Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A WAYSIDE CROSS, by THOMAS SAMUEL JONES JR. First Line: August with sombre dooms old sagas wail Last Line: In mystic runes upon a wayside cross. Subject(s): Alphabets; Slavery; Serfs | ||||||||
August with sombre dooms old sagas wail Of life blown as an anvil's leaping spark To flame and fade into the winter dark, Alike with thrall or thane in ambered mail; Yet though the wild seas roared beneath the gale, A serf who wondered at the April lark And blossoms springing from the frozen bark, Found Love within a lonely orchard-vale. But where white branches quickened in the sun, Clothed with their flowers he saw the Rood-Tree gleam And laid his head against Its dewy moss: Shy deer stole from the forest one by one To watch the Saxon harper carve his dream In mystic runes upon a wayside cross. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JOY IN THE WOODS by CLAUDE MCKAY ELIZABETH KECKLEY: 30 YEARS A SLAVE AND 4 YEARS IN THE WHITE HOUSE by E. ETHELBERT MILLER EMANCIPATION by ELIZABETH ALEXANDER JOHN BROWN'S BODY by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET SOMETIMES by THOMAS SAMUEL JONES JR. |
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