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 ...
Madge Linsey at the well raised the deep waters, Brimmed her brass bucket full, went from her place. Loose hung ...
Withered with years and broken by Time's play I still do live, who only seek to lay My harp aside ...
A LEGEND OF GLENDALOUGH It was the bride of Colman Dhu In Glendalough sat down, She hushed the babe upon ...
A BALLAD OF SORROW "Jeanne Bras! Jeanne Bras! arise and let me in; Jeanne Bras! Jeanne Bras! will you awake?" ...
You were very fair to meet once, Marie, With your eyes like some blue hiding flower, Now where the sun ...
Woe to the House of Breffni, and to Red O'Ruark woe! Woe to us all in Erinn for the shame ...
Somehow I never liked you, John, your ways were crude Your smile was pharisaical, your manners rude; Although you prospered ...
The Dean of Santiago on his mule Rode quick the Guadalquivir banks along, He had no eye the veiling eve ...
'Twas on a gloomy afternoon When all the world was out of tune, And lover's lot amiss, When Chloe, waiting ...
Do you hunt alone to-day, O Red Richard! Pray you tell me, do you hunt all your lone? "Ay, I ...
God made the man and bid him multiply, Replenish the green earth, nor break the die Made by His hand; ...
Up the steep stair they clatter to each room, In whispered merriment they pierce the gloom Of Time's sweet mercy, ...
A miller's daughter, as I heard tell- Sing heigh! but the maid was merry- Was loved by her father's man ...
It will be all the same in a thousand years. And in a thousand years It will be all the ...
See, there he goes, a-pulling his long beard; With frowning brow, and far and absent gaze, On his bowed head ...
The good Lord gave, the Lord has taken from me, Blessed be His name, His holy will be done The ...
The wind knocks at the window, And my heart is full of fear, For I know when it is calling ...
She had hair gold as her father's corn; She tripped and sung, Like to a little lamb new-born, So gay, ...
Here, in the silent churchyard, 'mid a thousand dead, alone, Weary I sit for a moment clasping this cross of ...
Upon the shore young Una lies, A smile upon her mouth; Soft breezes kiss her heavy hair, Slow blowing from ...
She saw on the far bank a golden apple, A glowing apple, poor little Eve, Between ran the river so ...
I would have wept with the beast, The bird, the blossoming flower, The hundred years of the oak, Or the ...
Oh, hearts that wear the willow, To you I tell my woe, Why thus uncared, ungartered, And all so pale ...
Why, Love! I thought you were gay and fair, Merry of mien and debonair. What then means this brow so ...
Who is he, dying so hard? Hard is it to die- Die in the warmth of June, Bird and bee ...
All the long day the robin on the spray Piped his sweet song To her who on her hidden nest ...
Lighted by the lady moon, Breezes blow and aspens quiver, By the stream's enchanted tune Singing to the distant river, ...
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