Minnie (Kate Seymour Maclean Poems)
Oh, my blossom, my darling, whose dimpled hands are cold!Oh, my baby, my treasure, laid under the green mould!Earth pressed on ...
Oh, my blossom, my darling, whose dimpled hands are cold!Oh, my baby, my treasure, laid under the green mould!Earth pressed on ...
(October, 1864)Shoe the steed with silver That bore him to the fray,When he heard the guns at dawning— Miles away;When he heard ...
Only the commonest flowers Grow in my garden small,Like buttercups, and bouncing-bets, And hollyhocks by the wall,And sunflowers nodding their stately heads, Like ...
COME not with empty words that say,"Your strength of manhood wastes awayIn long, ignoble, fruitless years!"I live apart from pain ...
We that with like hearts love, we lovers twain,New wedded in the village by thy fane,Lady of all chaste love, ...
IN the June twilight, in the soft gray twilight, The yellow sun-glow trembling through the rainy eve, As my love ...
Alone we stand to solve the doubt,Alone to work salvation out,Casting our helpless hands aboutFor human help, for human cheer,Or ...
Little, perhaps, thou valuest verse of mine- Little hast read of what my hand has wrought,Yet I ...
O'er dreamland gardens lulled and white In music leaned the langorous moonThe burden of the murmured night.Where amaranths and lillies ...
All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair- The bees are stirring-birds are on the wing- And Winter slumbering ...
How he sleepeth! having drunken Weary childhood's mandragore, From his pretty eyes have sunken Pleasures, to make room for more--- ...
To the Memory of the Household It Describes This Poem is Dedicated by the Author "As the Spirit of Darkness ...
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