John Mccrae Song Poems

  • 1.
    "What I spent I had; what I saved, I lost; what I gave, I have."

    But yesterday the tourney, all the eager joy of life,
    The waving of the banners, and the rattle of the spears,
    ...
  • 2.
    “What I spent I had; what I saved, I lost; what I gave, I have.”


    But yesterday the tourney, all the eager joy of life,
    ...
  • 3.
    Beneath her window in the fragrant night
    I half forget how truant years have flown
    Since I looked up to see her chamber-light,
    Or catch, perchance, her slender shadow thrown
    ...
  • 4.
    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!)
    ...
  • 5.
    “Delicta juventutis et ignorantius ejus, quoesumus ne memineris, Domine.”


    I left, to earth, a little maiden fair,
    ...
  • 6.
    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.
    ...
  • 7.
    Amid earth's vagrant noises, he caught the note sublime:
    To-day around him surges from the silences of Time
    A flood of nobler music, like a river deep and broad,
    Fit song for heroes gathered in the banquet-hall of God.
    ...
  • 8.
    “Sleep, weary ones, while ye may-
    Sleep, oh, sleep!”
    Eugene Field.

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Total 8 Song Poems by John Mccrae

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jorja: i like this poem

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