Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WANDERLUST, by ISABEL ECCLESTONE MACKAY Poet's Biography First Line: The highways and the byways, the Last Line: Never a look or a turning back till the dust shall claim the dust! Subject(s): Nature; Wandering & Wanderers | ||||||||
THE highways and the byways, the kind sky folding all, And never a care to drag me back and never a voice to call; Only the call of the long, white road to the far horizon's wall. The glad seas and the mad seas, the seas on a night in June, And never a hand to beckon back from the path of the new-lit moon; Never a night that lasts too long or a dawn that breaks too soon! The shrill breeze and the hill breeze, the sea breeze, fierce and bold, And never a breeze that gives the lie to a tale that a breeze has told; Always the tale of the strange and new in the countries strange and old. The lone trail and the known trail, the trail you must take on trust, And never a trail without a grave where a wanderer's bones are thrust Never a look or a turning back till the dust shall claim the dust! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FOLK SINGER OF THE THIRTIES by JAMES DICKEY WANDERER IN A FOREIGN COUNTRY by CLARENCE MAJOR THE WANDERER: A ROCOCO STUDY (FIRST VERSION) by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS THE WANDERER by WYSTAN HUGH AUDEN LONG GONE by STERLING ALLEN BROWN BLACK SHEEP by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON A CHRISTMAS CHILD by ISABEL ECCLESTONE MACKAY |
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