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Poem by John Vance Cheney


The Pilgrims


"WHITHER, pilgrims, whither bound,
Passing slowly with no sound?"
One by one they journey by,
Gliding, gliding silently;
Slowly, slowly, dim and gray,
Hold they on their ghostly way.
 
"Hither, children, making May
Of the solemn autumn day,
Who were they but now went by
While the dead weeds gave a sigh?
Who the pilgrims, dim and gray,
Stopped and looked upon your play?"
 
"We have wandered many hours
Here where some one hides the flowers;
We heard laughter in the grass,
But we saw no pilgrim pass."
Whispers one, Ч pale-cheeked is she,Ч
"Shapes went by; they beckoned me."



John Vance Cheney


John Vance Cheney's other poems:
  1. Coyote
  2. Evening Songs
  3. The Parting of Ilmar and Haadin
  4. At a Grave
  5. Wherever a Green Blade Looks up


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Algernon Swinburne The Pilgrims ("Who is your lady of love, O ye that pass")
  • John McCrae The Pilgrims ("An uphill path, sun-gleams between the showers")

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