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Restlessness
- Author: Patterson, Antoinette DeC.
- Editor: B-7413
- Newspaper: The Umpire volume 5
- Page Number:
- Date: 7 19 1916
- Tags:
- poetry
RESTLESSNESS Ferryman' row me across. The flowers look bright on that side. The stones less rought that lie along its shore, And there, they tell me, birds sing ever- more: Ferryman, row me across. Ferryman, row me across. Here are the same old sorrows as of yore, Among those newer beauties I would hide; Heed not, I pray, an adverse wind or tide, Ferryman, row me across. Ferryman, come, row me home. I cannot, 'mid these scenes so strange, abide: Mine eyes grow dim, and in my heart's deep core I long for old familiar things once more– E'en though they be the sorrows known of yore, Kept ever green by graves of those who died– Ferryman, quick, row me home!
— Antoinette DeC. Patterson
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