The Astronomer (Constance Naden Poems)
WHITE, cold, and sacred is my chosen home, A seat for gods, a mount divine; And from the height of ...
WHITE, cold, and sacred is my chosen home, A seat for gods, a mount divine; And from the height of ...
What wonder this?—we ask the lympid well,O earth! of thee—and from thy solemn wombWhat yieldest thou?—is there life in the ...
It is the morning star, arising slowOut of yon hill's dark bulk, as she were bornOf its desire for day; ...
IFrom twig to twig the spider weavesAt noon his webbing fine.So near to mute the zephyrs fluteThat only leaflets dance.The ...
Nature-the Gentlest Mother is,Impatient of no Child-The feeblest-or the waywardest-Her Admonition mild-In Forest-and the Hill-By Traveller-be heard-Restraining Rampant Squirrel-Or too ...
MAN needs no dread unwonted Avatar The secrets of the heavenly host to show; From waves of light, their lustrous ...
422More Life-went out-when He wentThan Ordinary Breath-Lit with a finer Phosphor-Requiring in the Quench-A Power of Renowned Cold,The Climate of ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
UPON a noon I pilgrimed through A pasture, mile by mile, Unto the place where I last saw My dead ...
Over a dock railing, I watch the minnows, thousands, swirl themselves, each a minuscule muscle, but also, without the way ...
To interrupt His Yellow Plan The Sun does not allow Caprices of the Atmosphere -- And even when the Snow ...
The One who could repeat the Summer day -- Were greater than itself -- though He Minutest of Mankind should ...
The Heaven vests for Each In that small Deity It craved the grace to worship Some bashful Summer's Day -- ...
More Life -- went out -- when He went Than Ordinary Breath -- Lit with a finer Phosphor -- Requiring ...
Oh, honey of an hour, I never knew thy power, Prohibit me Till my minutest dower, My unfrequented flower, Deserving ...
Nature -- the Gentlest Mother is, Impatient of no Child -- The feeblest -- or the waywardest -- Her Admonition ...
1 TO think of time-of all that retrospection! To think of to-day, and the ages continued henceforward! Have you guess'd ...
I NEED no assurances-I am a man who is preoccupied, of his own Soul; I do not doubt that from ...
What wonder this?--we ask the lympid well, O earth! of thee--and from thy solemn womb What yieldest thou?--is there life ...
Earth, Ocean, Air, belovèd brotherhood! If our great Mother has imbued my soul With aught of natural piety to feel ...
"Throughout these infinite orbs of mingling light, Of which yon earth is one, is wide diffus'd A Spirit of activity ...
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