Emma Lazarus (22 July 1849 – 19 November 1887 / New York City / United States)
Poems of Emma Lazarus
|42.||Long Island Sound||1/3/2003|
|50.||Off Rough Point||4/16/2010|
|51.||On A Tuft Of Grass||4/16/2010|
|52.||On The Proposal To Erect A Monument In England To Lord Byron||4/16/2010|
|55.||Raschi In Prague||4/16/2010|
|59.||Sic Semper Liberatoribus!||4/16/2010|
The Cranes of Ibicus
Here was a man who watched the river flow
Past the huge town, one gray November day.
Round him in narrow high-piled streets at play
The boys made merry as they saw him go,
Murmuring half-loud, with eyes upon the stream,
The immortal screed he held within his hand.
For he was walking in an April land
With Faust and Helen. Shadowy as a dream
Was the prose-world, the river and the town.