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 ...
WHEN on the West broke light from out the East, Then from the splendour and the shame of ...
RING, bells! flags, fly! and let the great crowd roar Its ecstasy. Let the hid heart in prayer ...
ITHE white snow veils the earth's brown face, Strong frost has bound the veil in place-- Under the wide, clear, ...
THREE months had passed since she had knelt before The grate of the confessional, and he, --The priest--had ...
THE monastery towers, as pure and fairAs virgin vows, reached up white hands to Heaven;The walls, to guard the hidden ...
A LEGENDIN midst of wide green pasture-lands, cut through By lines of alders bordering deep-banked streams, Where bulrushes ...
Work while it is day: the night cometh, when no man can work.IN the childhood of April, while purple woods ...
COME forth! the world's aflame with flags and flowers, The shout of bells fills full the shattered air, ...
COUNTRY'SWEET are the lanes and the hedges, the fields made red with the clover, With tall field-sorrel, and ...
WHEN the star in the East was lit to shineThe three kings journeyed to Palestine;They came from the uttermost parts ...
_Who Died on October 25th_, 1899.THERE was a day,A horrible Autumn day,When from her home, the home she made for ...
The grass was gray with the moonlit dew,The stones were white as I came through;I came down the path by ...
IWhen I lived in the village of youthThere were lilies in all the orchards,Flowers in the orange-gardensFor brides to wear ...
THE poor ghost came through the wind and rain And passed down the old dear road again. Thin cowered the ...
IN the deep heart of furthest fairyland Where foot of man has never trodden yet The enchanted portals ...
SINCE Faith is a veil that has nothing behind it,And Hope wanders lost where no mortal can find it,Since Love ...
THE morning broke in a pearly haze, Then the east grew duskly red: 'Oh, my only day, oh, ...
FLUSHED with a crimson sunrise beauty, The fair new year its promise gave; Such dreams we had of ...
WITH garlands to grace it, with laughter to greet it, Christmas is here, holly-red and snow-white, Hung round ...
THE house sleeps dark and the moon wakes white, The fields are alight with dew; "Oh, will you ...
FOR THE ART EXHIBITION AT ST. JUDE'S, WHITECHAPELLIKE a fair flower springing fresh, sweet, and bright, Through prison ...
MY beautiful beech, your smooth grey coat is trimmedWith letters. Once, each stood for all things dearTo foolish lovers, dead ...
THERE is a grey-walled garden, far away From noise and smoke of cities, where the hours ...
IF we must part, this parting is the best:How would you bear to layYour head on some warm pillow far ...
THE lilies in my garden grow, Wide meadows ring my garden round, In that green copse wild violets ...
They talk about gardens of roses,And moonlight over the sea,And mountains and snowAnd sunsetty glow,But I know what is best ...
WHEN head and hands and heart alike are weary; When Hope with folded wings sinks out of sight; ...
I HAD a star to sing by, a beautiful star that led,But when I sang of its splendour the world ...
COULD I hope that when the brain, Tired of questions answerless, Shall slip off the bonds of pain ...
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