John Vance Cheney
Poems (9)
- Evening SongsI
- Every One to His Own WayOak leaves are big as the mouse’s ear,
- The Fallen(In Memoriam, May 30)
- The Happiest HeartWho drives the horses of the sun
- The Man with the HoeNature reads not our labels, “great” and “small”;
- The Skilful ListenerThe skilful listener, he, methinks, may hear
- The StrongDost deem him weak that owns his strength is tried?
- WhitherWhither leads this pathway, little one?—
- “The Man with the Hoe”: a Reply“Let us a little permit Nature to take her own way: she better understands her own affai…