Wishing (Ethel M Hewitt Poems)
I wish, because the sweetness of your passingMakes all the earth a garden where you tread,That I might be the ...
I wish, because the sweetness of your passingMakes all the earth a garden where you tread,That I might be the ...
The Lord summons Elijah-like those whom he truly loves and tries. He gives them racing, fiery hearts, the flaming chariots ...
Now leafy winds are blowing cold,And South by West the sun goes down,A quiet huddles up the foldIn sheltered corners ...
Always, sweetheart, Carry into your room the blossoming boughs of cherry, Almond and apple and pear diffuse with light, that ...
1 A yellow band of light upon the street Pours from an open door, and makes a wide Pathway of ...
On winter nights beside the nursery fire We read the fairy tale, while glowing coals Builded its pictures. There before ...
OVER the meadows, and down the stream, And through the garden-walks straying, He plucks the flowers that fairest seem; His ...
The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods ...
This -- is the land -- the Sunset washes -- These -- are the Banks of the Yellow Sea -- ...
I dreamt I was in love again With the One Before the Last, And smiled to greet the pleasant pain ...
Of A Virginia Slave Mother To Her Daughters Sold Into Southern Bondage Gone, gone, -- sold and gone To the ...
I. He was a Grecian lad, who coming home With pulpy figs and wine from Sicily Stood at his galley's ...
Summer and winter. A Song for Great Britain. O Britain, praise thy mighty God, And make his honors known abroad, ...
Within the circuit of this plodding life There enter moments of an azure hue, Untarnished fair as is the violet ...
The burden of fair women. Vain delight, And love self-slain in some sweet shameful way, And sorrowful old age that ...
How gracefully, O man, with thy palm-bough, Upon the waning century standest thou, In proud and noble manhood's prime, With ...
I know a village in a far-off land Where from a sunny, mountain-girdled plain With tinted walls a space on ...
I Because the night was falling warm and still Upon a golden day at April's end, I thought; I will ...
1 Complacencies of the peignoir, and late Coffee and oranges in a sunny chair, And the green freedom of a ...
[As a Tribute of Esteem and Admiration this Poem is inscribed to ROBERT MERRY, Esq. A. M. Member of the ...
EXULTING BEAUTY,phantom of an hour, Whose magic spells enchain the heart, Ah ! what avails thy fascinating pow'r, Thy thrilling ...
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