Not A Sparrow Falleth But Its God Doth Know (Louisa May Alcott Poems)
"Not a sparrow falleth but its God doth know, Just as when his mandate lays a monarch low; Not a leaflet moveth, ...
"Not a sparrow falleth but its God doth know, Just as when his mandate lays a monarch low; Not a leaflet moveth, ...
THE wind was very sad among the branches,The moon had hid its light;I threw my window open to the darkness,And ...
ON THE SPRING.Lo! Spring appears in mantle green,And flowers are welcoming their queen;Mark how the duck, in sportive mood,Dives 'neath ...
THE BRIDE'S FAREWELL.When the marriage was completed,When the many guests had feasted,At the wedding of the Northland,At the Dismal-land carousal,Spake ...
Over the great windy waters, and over the clear-crested summits, Unto the sun and the sky, and unto the perfecter ...
OTSO THE HONEY-EATER.Came the tidings to Pohyola,To the village of the Northland,That Wainola had recoveredFrom her troubles and misfortunes,From her ...
Listen to the Poet's story Of an ancient bell,Freighted with its wreaths of glory, With its fate as well:On Alhambra's ...
Musing on the fate of Daphne,Many feelings urged my breast,For the God so keen desiring,And the Nymph so deep distrest.Never ...
Bursts from a rending East in flawsThe young green leaflet's harrier, swornTo strew the garden, strip the shaws,And show our ...
PLANT it safe and sure, my child, Then cease watching and cease weeping; You have done your utmost part: Leave ...
In the quiet hush of the tender night, When my eyes fill up with tears,Comes my darling unto me, all ...
The rose's leaves are red Upon the April blue, ...
OH Mother Linden, hold me fast,I tremble in the vernal blast,Lest, with its ice-drops cold and keen,It rend my new-made ...
I walk through the golden autumn wood When the leaves are in their decay:And my heart leaps into its solemn ...
Boatman, thrice I've called thee o er,Waiting on life's solemn shore,Tracing, in the silver sand,Letters, till thy boat should land.Drifting ...
TWINE the wild olive, twine!And hasten, maidens, while the dayspring calls, For when the sun is highThe leaflet droops ...
O fell not that sweet pear-tree! See how its branches spread. Spoil not its shade, ...
A little way, more soft and sweet Than fields aflower with May,A babe's feet, venturing, scarce complete A ...
When at home alone I sit And am very tired of it, I have just to shut my eyes To ...
(1) The day she visited the dissecting room They had four men laid out, black as burnt turkey, Already half ...
Oh! beautiful Oban with your lovely bay, Your surroundings are magnificent on a fine summer-day; There the lover of the ...
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