Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE VAGABOND, by JOHN DRINKWATER Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I know the pools where the grayling rise Last Line: I'm lord of a dozen counties. Subject(s): Wandering & Wanderers; Wanderlust; Vagabonds; Tramps; Hoboes | ||||||||
I KNOW the pools where the grayling rise, I know the trees where the filberts fall, I know the woods where the red fox lies, The twisted elms where the brown owls call. And I've seldom a shilling to call my own, And there's never a girl I'd marry, I thank the Lord I'm a rolling stone With never a care to carry. I talk to the stars as they come and go On every night from July to June, I'm free of the speech of the winds that blow, And I know what weather will sing what tune. I sow no seed and I pay no rent, And I thank no man for his bounties, But I've a treasure that's never spent, I'm lord of a dozen counties. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BUMS, ON WAKING by JAMES DICKEY A FOLK SINGER OF THE THIRTIES by JAMES DICKEY WANDERER IN A FOREIGN COUNTRY by CLARENCE MAJOR THE WANDERER by WYSTAN HUGH AUDEN LONG GONE by STERLING ALLEN BROWN BLACK SHEEP by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON A VAGABOND SONG by BLISS CARMAN |
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