Poems by Roderic Quinn
Romance In The Market Place
... And mixed their tears and kissed, and sighed and sighed in vain ...
A Grey Day
... The green marsh-frogs that chorused ...
The River And The Road
... . . . 'Tis sweet when day is dying ...
The Camp Within The West
... And did pain pierce their feet, as though&emsp ...
At Dawn
... Then all the trees and the rocks and heights ...
The Threshold Stone
... Though they take stone from stone in that little house, ...
The Long, Lone Road
... Since the way is far to wend, sure you'll need a true-heart friend ...
The Scarlet Cloak
... Like a prince of great account, cloud and mist-wreath scorning ...
The Twenty-Fifth Of April
... And thus 'twill dawn, and dawn through future years ...
The Drover Of The Stars
... and lo! The Night, though it listen, is mute! ...
The Gardener
... leaf and limb Shall breathe his name, and grateful flowers ...
The Secret Pool
... That soothes the soul like healing balm, ...
The Song Of The Violin
... " "Not now, if you please, sir!" a moment she strove ...
The House Of The Commonwealth
... At thought of which takes arms the blood, and proudly marches ...
Spring Song
... And white teeth and laughter, ...
