John Mccrae Long Poems
- 1. The Unconquered Dead
“. . . defeated, with great loss.”
Not we the conquered! Not to us the blame
- 2. The Song Of The Derelict
Ye have sung me your songs, ye have chanted your rimes
(I scorn your beguiling, O sea!)
Ye fondle me now, but to strike me betimes.
(A treacherous lover, the sea!)
- 3. The Oldest Drama
“It fell on a day, that he went out to his father to the reapers.
And he said unto his father, My head, my head. And he said to a lad,
Carry him to his mother. And . . . he sat on her knees till noon,
and then died. And she went up, and laid him on the bed. . . .
- 4. The Harvest Of The Sea
The earth grows white with harvest; all day long
The sickles gleam, until the darkness weaves
Her web of silence o'er the thankful song
Of reapers bringing home the golden sheaves.
- 5. The Captain
Here all the day she swings from tide to tide,
- 6. Slumber Songs
Sleep, little eyes
That brim with childish tears amid thy play,
- 7. Eventide
The day is past and the toilers cease;
The land grows dim 'mid the shadows grey,
And hearts are glad, for the dark brings peace
At the close of day.
- 8. A Song Of Comfort
“Sleep, weary ones, while ye may-
Sleep, oh, sleep!”
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jorja: i like this poem