A Modern Apostle V (Constance Naden Poems)
SUMMER passed by, and Autumn; Winter came With grey cold days and black unpitying nights, And many children gathered round ...
SUMMER passed by, and Autumn; Winter came With grey cold days and black unpitying nights, And many children gathered round ...
AT last they met, once, twice, and many times, Until she knew the secret of his being, That essence which ...
ALAN had preached his sermon--grave, devout, Yet full of lightnings and electric shocks For tender souls who reckoned even doubt ...
ELLA kept anxious vigil by the bed: How strange it is to watch through creeping hours A face which was ...
CLARICE awoke next morning with the sense That something she had found, and something lost; A little pain she felt, ...
HOW lightly men can love, how soon forget! I said--yet some there be not false or fickle: For one, the ...
DOST long for sunrise?--quench the vain desire, And bar thy window 'gainst the eastern fire. Thy fathers dwelt content in ...
Ye must be born again. FIRST VOICE.GOOD morrow, comrade! Whence that look elate? Where are thy sins and fears, a ...
OH, listen, for my soul can bear no more; I crave not pardon; that I cannot win: Yet hear me, ...
MY God, who art the God of loneliness, Who, Life of human souls, art yet alone, Who, Lord of joy, ...
BRING snow-white lilies, pallid heart-flushed roses, Enwreath her brow with heavy-scented flowers; In soft undreaming sleep her head reposes, While, ...
SILENCE is mine, and everlasting peace; My heart is empty, waiting for its Lord; All hope, all passion, all desire ...
SPEAK not of passion, for my heart is tired, I should but grieve thee with unheeding ears; Speak not of ...
FAREWELL oh mocking Wind! No more I mix Thine airy substance with my world, the Tree: Farewell, oh Carbon, that ...
IN lonely toil my manhood has been spent, Spurning all ties of home, all joyance free; And now my heart ...
SLOWLY, with dream-like sadness, tolled The monastery bell; The Abbot of those cloisters old Lay dead within his cell. The ...
DESPAIRING and alone, Where mountain winds make moan, My days are spent: Each sacred wood and cave Is a forgotten ...
THIS is the doom I must henceforth fulfil: To hide my heart through days, and months, and years; To look ...
AT last, coy Spring, concede one festal day To us who yearn thy beauty to behold; These pallid leaves, that ...
SWEET household hyacinth, whose dainty breath Steals through my spirit like an April dream! Each day I watch another snowy ...
TO still September comes a dream of joy: The breath of dying roses in the calm And sultry air, seems ...
YE who received me, when your hearts were sore, With double welcome, since I came in lieu Of one whose ...
LIGHT glorious and eternal, that reveals All earthly things, itself is secret still; Love, silent king of heart, and mind, ...
HAVE pity, Lord! Let me not die alone! Though once I dared my fellow-souls to shrive, I am unclean; with ...
TELL me no more, I must not fear to die; Ye waste your words; not death, but life I dread: ...
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