Frederick William (fw) Harvey Heart Poems
I'm homesick for my hills again -
My hills again!
To see above the Severn plain,
Unscabbarded against the sky,
To You, Unsung
How should I sing you ? â?? you who dwell unseen
Within the darkest chamber of my heart.
What picturesque and inward-turning art
Once, I remember, when we were at home
I had come into church, and waited late,
Ere lastly kneeling to communicate
Alone : and thinking that you would not come. ...
Dear, rash, warm-hearted friend.
So careless of the end,
Autumn In Prison
Here where no tree changes,
Here in a prison of pine,
I think how Autumn ranges ...
Christmas In Prison
Outside, white snow
And freezing mire.
The heart of the house
Is a blazing fire ! ...
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