Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, ON THE ROADS, by ARTHUR WILLIAM SYMONS



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ON THE ROADS, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: The road winds onward long and white
Last Line: And the best of earth is here!
Subject(s): Travel; Journeys; Trips


The road winds onward long and white,
It curves in mazy coils, and crooks
A beckoning finger down the height;
It calls me with the voice of brooks
To thirsty travellers in the night.

I leave the lonely city street,
The awful silence of the crowd;
The rhythm of the roads I beat,
My blood leaps up, I shout aloud,
My heart keeps measure with my feet.

A bird sings something in my ear,
The wind sings in my blood a song
'Tis good at times for a man to hear;
The road winds onward white and long,
And the best of Earth is here!





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