John Masefield

(1 June 1878 – 12 May 1967 / Herefordshire / England)

Tewkesbury Road Poem by John Masefield


IT is good to be out on the road, and going one knows not where,
Going through meadow and village, one knows not whither or why;
Through the grey light drift of the dust, in the keen cool rush of the air,
........................
........................
read full text »

Heinemann  


Comments about this poem (Tewkesbury Road by John Masefield )

There is no comment submitted by members..
[Hata Bildir]