The Me Within Thee Blind! (Dora Sigerson Shorter Poems)
I At the convent doors, full of alarm She stood, like a young bird quitting its nest. Her first flight ...
I At the convent doors, full of alarm She stood, like a young bird quitting its nest. Her first flight ...
It was the Black Earl Roderick Who rode towards the south; The frown was heavy on his brow, The sneer ...
Madge Linsey at the well raised the deep waters, Brimmed her brass bucket full, went from her place. Loose hung ...
Young Dermod stood by his mother's side,And he spake right stern and cold;"Now, why do you weep and wail," he ...
A BALLAD OF SORROW "Jeanne Bras! Jeanne Bras! arise and let me in; Jeanne Bras! Jeanne Bras! will you awake?" ...
Going, going! the voice was loud, And, rising, silenced the chattering crowd. "Going! going! shall it be gone?" The auctioneer ...
Who knocks at the Geraldine's door to-night In the black storm and the rain? With the thunder crash and the ...
In the springtime once I wandered 'mid fair flowers of golden hue; Wonder-eyed I gazed around me in those fields ...
Somehow I never liked you, John, your ways were crude Your smile was pharisaical, your manners rude; Although you prospered ...
This is an evil night to go, my sister, To the thorn-tree across the fairy rath, Will you not wait ...
This is the scene of a man's despair, and a soul's release From the difficult traits of the flesh; so, ...
In every man this world doth hold Two selves are cast in that human mould. If he hearken but to ...
Do you hunt alone to-day, O Red Richard! Pray you tell me, do you hunt all your lone? "Ay, I ...
It dawned a morn to make a heart despair, East was the wind and chill the April air. No beast ...
What makes you so late at the trysting? What caused you so long to be? For a weary time I ...
Where have you been, my pale, pale son, all night in the winter storm? (Hark! the joy bells chime in ...
God made the man and bid him multiply, Replenish the green earth, nor break the die Made by His hand; ...
Golden-throated, hath God sent thee for our comfort in the city? Sweet, sweet! singing, singing all the day. I said ...
A Ballad Father John in the green lane went And he drew his robe full tight, "I would," quoth he, ...
There are six sorrows in my heart- Red Allen, Clare, and Joan, Sweet Bet, and Jock, and little Roy; Six ...
It will be all the same in a thousand years. And in a thousand years It will be all the ...
Thrice turned she in her narrow bed, His tears disturbed her rest; She kissed the little babe that lay So ...
The Virgin speaks Draw back the starry curtains of the night, O Cherubim, and Seraphim! Pull back the purple curtains ...
On the lone height of some untrodden hill The shadowy mother goes, Calling, calling; Grief hath her eyes, her cheek ...
O to be a woman! to be left to pique and pine,When the winds are out and calling to this ...
A Prayer in Time of War Whence comes the rain that ceaselessly doth fall, And seems to hold the bitter ...
She made roses all the day for pretty ladies' wear, All through the patient hours, half into the night. Dragged ...
I found a dark enchanted lake, That lay within a lonely glade; I stood a moment, held entranced, Hid 'neath ...
It was the Christmas of the year; The wind blew chill, the night was drear; And round the strong walls ...
All on a golden morning the beggar maid did go To gather branch and berry, the hazel-nut and sloe. And ...
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