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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ROAD-SONG, by ELIZABETH HAWLEY TOWNER First Line: I will loose my cloak and follow Last Line: Scrip or weight or care! | |||
I will loose my cloak and follow The wild trail's mood; Turning, bending down again To a secret sheltered lane In the wood. There the priestly hickories In the templed arch of trees File with candles lifted high, And, beneath, I know a hollow Where a bumblebee may sup From a lovely porcelain cup That the bluebells grant him graciously. The veery's ancient rapture I will share; Joyfully recapture Mysteries of fay and fairy; Follow on, and scorn to carry Scrip or weight or care! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DON JUAN: DEDICATION [OR, INVOCATION] by GEORGE GORDON BYRON ON THE DEATH OF SIR THOMAS WYATT by HENRY HOWARD THE SONG OF HIAWATHA: HIAWATHA'S FASTING by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE COUNTRY CLERGYMAN'S TRIP TO CAMBRIDGE; ELECTION BALLAD by THOMAS BABINGTON MACAULAY AFTERNOON ON A HILL by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY THE JUDGMENT OF PARIS by JAMES BEATTIE HARVESTERS by MARGARET PERKINS BRIGGS |
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