Edith Nesbit Poems (307 Poems)
The Moat House (Edith Nesbit Poems)
PART I I UNDER the shade of convent towers, Where fast and vigil mark the hours, From childhood into youth there grew A maid as fresh as April dew, And sweet as May’s ideal flowers, … Continue reading
Tekel (Edith Nesbit Poems)
WHEN on the West broke light from out the East, Then from the splendour and the shame of Rome– Renouncing wealth and pleasure, game and feast, And all the joys of his polluted home, … Continue reading
After Sixty Years (Edith Nesbit Poems)
RING, bells! flags, fly! and let the great crowd roar Its ecstasy. Let the hid heart in prayer Lift up your name. God bless you evermore, Lady, who have the noblest crown to wear … Continue reading
Two Christmas Eves (Edith Nesbit Poems)
I THE white snow veils the earth’s brown face, Strong frost has bound the veil in place– Under the wide, clear, dark-blue sky All choked with snow the hollows lie, Dead-white the fields–once summer sweet– And woodlands where we used … Continue reading
Absolution (Edith Nesbit Poems)
THREE months had passed since she had knelt before The grate of the confessional, and he, –The priest–had wondered why she came no more To tell her sinless sins–the vanity Whose valid reason graced her simple … Continue reading
At The Gate (Edith Nesbit Poems)
THE monastery towers, as pure and fairAs virgin vows, reached up white hands to Heaven;The walls, to guard the hidden heart of prayer,Were strong as sin, and white as sin forgiven;And there came holy men, by world’s woe driven;And all … Continue reading
The Singing Of The Magnificat (Edith Nesbit Poems)
A LEGEND IN midst of wide green pasture-lands, cut through By lines of alders bordering deep-banked streams, Where bulrushes and yellow iris grew, And rest and peace, and all the flowers of dreams, The Abbey stood–so … Continue reading
The Dead To The Living (Edith Nesbit Poems)
Work while it is day: the night cometh, when no man can work. IN the childhood of April, while purple woods With the young year’s blood in them smiled, I passed through the lanes and the wakened fields, … Continue reading
A Song Of Parting (Edith Nesbit Poems)
DEDICATION QUEEN of my Life, who gave me for my song The richest crown a poet ever wore, Since I have given you songs a whole year long, Stoop, of your grace, and take this one … Continue reading
To The Queen Of England (Edith Nesbit Poems)
COME forth! the world’s aflame with flags and flowers, The shout of bells fills full the shattered air, This is the crown of all your golden hours, More than all other hours august and fair; … Continue reading
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