Flower of Youth (Katharine Tynan Poems)
LEST Heaven be thronged with grey-beards hoary, God, who made boys for His delight,Stoops in a day of grief and glory And ...
LEST Heaven be thronged with grey-beards hoary, God, who made boys for His delight,Stoops in a day of grief and glory And ...
To Leucha Mary WarnerHe is "Missing," and forlorn Drag her days in grief and pain.Every morn a hope is born, Only to ...
Who said the Spring was dead? She would not come again,Dust on her starry head, For a sad world in pain?The thing ...
His mother died last year and yetShe wearied Heaven with fear and fret,Wanting the son she left behind,And God was ...
The Spring weeps, she is forlorn; Well that she may weep, alas!Now that many babes are born Whose dear fathers lie in ...
Lest he miss other children, lo!His angel is his playfellow.A riotous angel two years old,With wings of rose and curls ...
So now the aerodrome goes up Upon my father's fields,And gone is all the golden crop And all the pleasant yields.They tear ...
'MID the piteous heaps of deadGoes one weary golden headTossing ever to and fro,Calling loud and calling low.Mother, mother, step ...
Lest he miss other children, lo! His angel is his playfellow. A riotous angel two years old, With wings of ...
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