The Moat House (Edith Nesbit Poems)
PART I IUNDER the shade of convent towers, Where fast and vigil mark the hours, From childhood ...
PART I IUNDER the shade of convent towers, Where fast and vigil mark the hours, From childhood ...
RING, bells! flags, fly! and let the great crowd roar Its ecstasy. Let the hid heart in prayer ...
COME forth! the world's aflame with flags and flowers, The shout of bells fills full the shattered air, ...
TO THE QUEENLADY and Queen, for whom our laurels twine, Upon whose head the glories of our land ...
COUNTRY'SWEET are the lanes and the hedges, the fields made red with the clover, With tall field-sorrel, and ...
_Who Died on October 25th_, 1899.THERE was a day,A horrible Autumn day,When from her home, the home she made for ...
If Jesus came to London,Came to London to-day,He would not go to the West End,He would come down our way;He'd ...
EVOLVING, changing, onwards still we press-- We must advance, invent, construct, possess; No matter what a price we ...
WHEN I am busying about,Sewing on buttons, tapes, and strings,Hanging the week's wet washing outOr ironing the children's things,Sweeping and ...
THIS is a place where men laid their dead, Each with his life-tale of good or ill; Here ...
AS a little child whom his mother has chidden,Wrecked in the dark in a storm of weeping,Sleeps with his tear-stained ...
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