Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AN ANGEL UNAWARES, by CICELY FOX SMITH Poet's Biography First Line: Ye gave me of your broken meat Last Line: And of your lees o' wine. | ||||||||
YE gave me of your broken meat, And of your lees of wine, That I should sit and sing for you, All at your banquet fine. Ye gave me shelter from the storm, And straw to make my bed, And let me sleep through the wild night With cattle in the shed. Ye know not from what lordly feast Hither I came this night, Nor to what lodging with the stars From hence I take my flight. But there's such wine that warms my blood As yet ye never knew, So that I heed not wet nor cold, Nor rags the winds blow through. If I might sing the song I heard Ere I came to your door, Ye should set down the brimming cup, Nor heed the banquet more. Ye may not hear the songs I hear, Nor share that feast o' mine, To whom ye gave your broken meat, And of your lees o' wine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SAINT OF CORNWALL by CICELY FOX SMITH A SHIP IN A BOTTLE by CICELY FOX SMITH A YARN OF DAYS by CICELY FOX SMITH ADMIRAL DUGOUT by CICELY FOX SMITH BILL'S CHRISTMASES by CICELY FOX SMITH BRITISH MERCHANT SERVICE, 1915 by CICELY FOX SMITH FAREWELL TO ANZAC by CICELY FOX SMITH |
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