Thomas Pringle Poems
- Afar In The Desert Afar in the Desert I love to ride, With ...
- Song Of The Wild Bushman Let the proud White Man boast his ...
- The Caffer Lo! where he crouches by the cleugh's dark ...
- Makanna's Gathering Wake! Amakósa, wake! And arm yourselves ...
- The Kosa The free-born Kosa still doth hold The fields his ...
- The Bechuana Boy I sat at noontide in my tent, And looked ...
- The Lion Hunt Mount -- mount for the hunting -- with musket ...
Thomas Pringle was a Scottish writer, poet and abolitionist, known as the father of South African Poetry, being the first successful English language poet and author to describe South Africa's scenery, native peoples, and living conditions.
Born at Blaiklaw (now named Blakelaw), four miles south of Kelso in Roxburghshire, Thomas Pringle studied at Edinburgh University where he developed a talent for writing. Being lame, he did not follow his father into farming, but worked as a clerk and continued writing, soon succeeding to editorships of journals and newspapers. One of his poems celebrating his Scottish heritage came to the attention of the novelist Sir Walter Scott, by whose ... more »
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Afar In The Desert
Afar in the Desert I love to ride,
With the silent Bush-boy alone by my side:
When the sorrows of life the soul o'ercast,
And, sick of the Present, I cling to the Past;
When the eye is suffused with regretful tears,
From the fond recollections of former years;
And shadows of things that have long since fled
Flit over the brain, like the ghosts of the dead:
Bright visions of glory -- that vanish too soon;
Day-dreams -- that departed ere manhood's noon;
Attachments -- by fate or by falsehood reft;
Companions of early days -- lost or left;
And my ...