In The Lanes Between Stratford And Shottery, May 14th, 1880 (Constance Naden Poems)
THROUGH dreamful meads, that still his spirit keep, Roamed the boy-poet, when the morn was young, And listened while the ...
Constance Naden Poems (118 Poems)
April, 1879 (Constance Naden Poems)
CLEAR, golden, soft, the spring-tide sunshine beams, With tranquil splendour piercing grove and dingle, As though bright morning, noon, and ...
July, 1878 (Constance Naden Poems)
LIKE waves that rise and fall, the morning sheen Glows between quivering leaves, which fain would fling Their dust and ...
Heloise II – Nun (Constance Naden Poems)
THIS is the doom I must henceforth fulfil: To hide my heart through days, and months, and years; To look ...
Recompense (Constance Naden Poems)
THE wine-flushed monarch slept--but in his ear An angel breathed--"Repent; or choose the flame Quenchless." In dread he woke, but ...
Day-Dreams (Constance Naden Poems)
FULL oft through some enchanted land I tread, Wherein can live no hatred, pain, or fear, Where all the heavens ...
Speech And Silence (Constance Naden Poems)
WHEN some sweet voice flows forth in foreign speech, The soul shines through the words, and makes them clear, And ...
May, 1879 (Constance Naden Poems)
AT last, coy Spring, concede one festal day To us who yearn thy beauty to behold; These pallid leaves, that ...
The Pessimist’s Vision (Constance Naden Poems)
I DREAMED, and saw a modern Hell, more dread Than Dante's pageant; not with gloom and glare, But all new ...
To A Hyacinth In January (Constance Naden Poems)
SWEET household hyacinth, whose dainty breath Steals through my spirit like an April dream! Each day I watch another snowy ...
October, 1879 (Constance Naden Poems)
THROUGH all the dolorous year mine eyes have sought The ever-living loveliness that cleaves Even to dim grey skies and ...
Songs Before Daybreak (Constance Naden Poems)
THE birds are singing, though it is not morn, Though in the east no rays of glory shine: Made clear ...
Morning Twilight (Constance Naden Poems)
THERE is a time, when all the heart is dumb, Too tired for dread of ill, or hope of good; ...
To The First Snowdrop (Constance Naden Poems)
FAIR, sunny-hearted child of many tears! Thou, while thy mother Earth forsaken slept, Didst gather to thyself pure hopes, that ...
To Amy, On Receiving Her Photograph (Constance Naden Poems)
WHEN of some lovely landscape unforgot A shadowy sketch I see, my thought divines Clear sunshine gleaming through the pencilled ...
March, 1878 (Constance Naden Poems)
THE blackbird sits and pipes his love-notes clear In yon dark tracery of budding sprays, Sharply defined against the distant ...
The Agnostic’s Psalm (Constance Naden Poems)
OH Thou, who art the life of heaven and earth, Eternal Substance of all things that seem; Or but the ...
Science And Philosophy (Constance Naden Poems)
WE went a-begging for a nobler creed, We craved the living bread and wine of thought, That Eucharist which is ...
January, 1879 (Constance Naden Poems)
WITH bounding heart, with eyes and cheeks aglow. Not caring how the frost may stab and sting, I haste along, ...
Dedication To “Songs and Sonnets of Springtime.” (Constance Naden Poems)
YE who received me, when your hearts were sore, With double welcome, since I came in lieu Of one whose ...
Semele (Constance Naden Poems)
FOR her who loves a God, all hope must die Of sweet familiar joys, that daily move A woman's soul; ...
Prometheus And Pandora (Constance Naden Poems)
THESE pangs I bear through lingering centuries For slavish Man, in pity and in scorn; Glad, while by birds of ...
The Seed (Constance Naden Poems)
NO light of sun or moon can reach the seed That blindly in the bosom of a flower Ripens through ...
The Mystery Of Light (Constance Naden Poems)
LIGHT glorious and eternal, that reveals All earthly things, itself is secret still; Love, silent king of heart, and mind, ...
The Gift (Constance Naden Poems)
FROM Paradise there came, one Maytide morn, An Almoner of love, with gifts divine: To some he brought rich draughts ...
Hercules (Constance Naden Poems)
THIS fruitage from the far Hesperides I bring to great Eurystheus, feared and hated, Whom I, his slave, nor hate ...
March, 1879 (Constance Naden Poems)
YE little birds, that chant your love so loud, Your careless hearts are not so glad as mine, For he ...
December, 1879 (Constance Naden Poems)
NOW is the Earth at rest from sun and storm; And stripped of all her gems and vestures gay, Gives ...
Sunshine (Constance Naden Poems)
COME, tender sunlight of the spring, and shine Through all my thoughts; my inmost being fill, Teaching my heart to ...
November, 1878 (Constance Naden Poems)
THE sky is dim and silent; lost are mirth, Colour, and motion; e'en the winds are dumb, Save for a ...