A Modern Apostle III (Constance Naden Poems)
ALAN had preached his sermon--grave, devout, Yet full of lightnings and electric shocks For tender souls who reckoned even doubt ...
ALAN had preached his sermon--grave, devout, Yet full of lightnings and electric shocks For tender souls who reckoned even doubt ...
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 ...
THEY'VE left me alone in the garden, So I'll talk to that dear little wren-- Mr. Beetle! I do beg ...
WHITE, cold, and sacred is my chosen home, A seat for gods, a mount divine; And from the height of ...
WHAT am I? Ah, you know it, I am the modern Sage, Seer, savant, merchant, poet-- I am, in brief, ...
SILENCE is mine, and everlasting peace; My heart is empty, waiting for its Lord; All hope, all passion, all desire ...
To her Grandfather on his Birthday.OH sweet is light that dawns from gloom, And hope that springs from grief; Soon ...
PRECIOUS glimpses through the future's curtain He may catch, who sees the past unveiled; Else, in seeking for a goal ...
DESPAIRING and alone, Where mountain winds make moan, My days are spent: Each sacred wood and cave Is a forgotten ...
THE poet in theory worships the moon, But how can he linger, to gaze on her light? With proof-sheets and ...
My love is of a birth as rare As 'tis for object strange and high; It was begotten of Despair ...
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