John Hay

(8 October 1838 – 1 July 1905 / Salem, Indiana)

John Hay Poems

81. Eros Ephemeris 1/4/2003
82. Compensation 1/4/2003
83. A Woman's Love 1/4/2003
84. A Challenge 1/4/2003
85. A Prayer In Thessaly 1/4/2003
86. The Law Of Death 1/4/2003
87. Christine 1/4/2003
88. The Light Of Love 1/4/2003
89. Dreams 1/4/2003
90. To Flora 1/4/2003
91. Night In Venice 1/4/2003
92. A Winter Night 1/4/2003
93. To Theodore Roosevelt 1/4/2003
94. Jim Bludso Of The Prairie Belle 1/4/2003
95. Religion And Doctrine 1/4/2003
96. The Enchanted Shirt 1/4/2003

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The Enchanted Shirt

Fytte the First: wherein it shall be shown how the Truth is too mighty a Drug for such as be of feeble temper

The King was sick. His cheek was red
And his eye was clear and bright;
He ate and drank with a kingly zest,
And peacefully snored at night.

But he said he was sick, and a king should know,
And doctors came by the score.
They did not cure him. He cut off their heads
And sent to the schools for more.

At last two famous doctors came,
And one was as poor as a rat,
He had passed his life in studious toil,
And never found time to ...

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Quand Meme

I strove, like Israel, with my youth,
And said, Till thou bestow
Upon my life Love's joy and truth,
I will not let thee go.

And sudden on my night there woke
The trouble of the dawn;
Out of the east the red light broke,
To broaden on and on.

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