English Poetry. Alice Meynell. The Fugitive. Элис Мейнелл.

Alice Meynell (Элис Мейнелл)

The Fugitive

"Nous avons chassé ce Jésus Christ." — FRENCH PUBLICIST.

Yes, from the ingrate heart, the street
Of garrulous tongue, the warm retreat
    Within the village and the town;
    Not from the lands where ripen brown
A thousand thousand hills of wheat;

Not from the long Burgundian line,
The Southward, sunward range of vine.
    Hunted, He never will escape
    The flesh, the blood, the sheaf, the grape,
That feed His man—the bread, the wine.

Alice Meynell’s other poems:

1. The Visiting Sea
2. The Young Neophyte
3. The Modern Mother
4. To O——, of Her Dark Eyes
5. The Treasure

Poems of other poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

Mary Robinson (Мэри Робинсон) The Fugitive (“Oft have I seen yon Solitary Man”)

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