The Monitions of the Unseen (Jean Ingelow Poems)
There are who give themselves to work for men,—To raise the lost, to gather orphaned babesAnd teach them, pitying of ...
Jean Ingelow Poems on Heaven (30 Poems)
The Maid-Martyr (Jean Ingelow Poems)
Only you'd have me speak. Whether to speakOr whether to be silent is all one;Whether to sleep and in my dreaming ...
The Dreams That Came True (Jean Ingelow Poems)
I saw in a vision once, our mother-sphere The world, her fixed foredooméd oval tracing,Rolling and rolling on and resting never, While ...
A Story Of Doom: Book I. (Jean Ingelow Poems)
Niloiya said to Noah, "What aileth thee,My master, unto whom is my desire,The father of my sons?" He answered her,"Mother ...
A Parson’s Letter To A Young Poet (Jean Ingelow Poems)
They said "Too late, too late, the work is done;Great Homer sang of glory and strong menAnd that fair Greek ...
A Story Of Doom: Book III. (Jean Ingelow Poems)
Above the head of great MethuselahThere lay two demons in the opened roofInvisible, and gathered up his words;For when the ...
Scholar And The Carpenter (Jean Ingelow Poems)
While ripening corn grew thick and deep,And here and there men stood to reap,One morn I put my heart to ...
Honours — Part II. (Jean Ingelow Poems)
As one who, journeying, checks the rein in haste Because a chasm doth yawn across his wayToo wide for leaping, and ...
A Story Of Doom: Book II. (Jean Ingelow Poems)
Now ere the sunrise, while the morning starHung yet behind the pine bough, woke and prayedThe world's great shipwright, and ...
The Mariner’s Cave (Jean Ingelow Poems)
Once on a time there walked a mariner, That had been shipwrecked;—on a lonely shore,And the green water made a restless ...
A Story Of Doom: Book VII. (Jean Ingelow Poems)
And while he spoke there was a noise without;The curtains of the door were flung aside,And some with heavy feet ...
Afternoon At A Parsonage (Jean Ingelow Poems)
(THE PARSON’S BROTHER, SISTER, AND TWO CHILDREN)Preface.What wonder man should fail to stay A nursling wafted from above,The growth celestial come ...
A Story Of Doom: Book VI. (Jean Ingelow Poems)
Night. Now a tent was pitched, and Japhet satIn the door and watched, for on a litter layThe father of ...
Supper at the Mill (Jean Ingelow Poems)
Mother.Well, Frances.Frances.Well, good mother, how are you?M. I'm hearty, lass, but warm; the weather's warm:I think 'tis mostly warm on ...
Speranza (Jean Ingelow Poems)
Her younger sister, that Speranza hight.England puts on her purple, and pale, pale With too much light, the primrose doth but ...
If I Forget Thee, O Jerusalem (Jean Ingelow Poems)
Out of the melancholy that is madeOf ebbing sorrow that too slowly ebbs,Comes back a sighing whisper of the reed,A ...
Songs Of Seven (complete) (Jean Ingelow Poems)
SEVEN TIMES ONE. EXULTATION.There’s no dew left on the daisies and clover, There’s no rain left in heaven:I’ve said my “seven times” ...
Honours — Part I (Jean Ingelow Poems)
To strive—and fail. Yes, I did strive and fail; I set mine eyes upon a certain nightTo find a certain star—and ...
A Story Of Doom: Book IV. (Jean Ingelow Poems)
Now while these evil ones took counsel strange,The son of Lamech journeyed home; and, lo!A company came down, and struck ...
Nature, For Nature’s Sake (Jean Ingelow Poems)
White as white butterflies that each one dons Her face their wide white wings to shade withal,Many moon-daisies throng the water-spring. While ...
Echo And The Ferry (Jean Ingelow Poems)
Ay, Oliver! I was but seven, and he was eleven;He looked at me pouting and rosy. I blushed where I ...
A Story Of Doom: Book IX. (Jean Ingelow Poems)
The prayer of Noah. The man went forth by nightAnd listened; and the earth was dark and still,And he was ...
Contrasted Songs: Song For The Night Of Christ’s Resurrection (Jean Ingelow Poems)
(A Humble Imitation)"And birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave."It is the noon of night,And the world's Great ...
The Beginning (Jean Ingelow Poems)
They tell strange things of the primeval earth,But things that be are never strange to thoseAmong them. And we know ...
A Cottage In A Chine (Jean Ingelow Poems)
We reached the place by night, And heard the waves breaking:They came to meet us with candles alight To show the path ...
Songs with Preludes: Lamentation (Jean Ingelow Poems)
I read upon that book,Which down the golden gulf doth let us lookOn the sweet days of pastoral majesty; I read ...
O Night Of Nights! O Night (Jean Ingelow Poems)
"Let us now go even unto Bethlehem."O Night of nights! O night Desired of man so long!The ancient heavens fled forth ...
Dora (Jean Ingelow Poems)
A waxing moon that, crescent yet,In all its silver beauty set,And rose no more in the lonesome nightTo shed full-orbed ...
The measureless gulfs of air are full of Thee (Jean Ingelow Poems)
"In Him we live, and move, and have our being."The measureless gulfs of air are full of Thee: Thou Art, and ...
Thou wert far off, and in the sight of heaven (Jean Ingelow Poems)
"And fell on his neck, and kissed him."Thou wert far off, and in the sight of heaven Dead. And thy Father ...