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 ...
ITHE white snow veils the earth's brown face, Strong frost has bound the veil in place-- Under the wide, clear, ...
THE monastery towers, as pure and fairAs virgin vows, reached up white hands to Heaven;The walls, to guard the hidden ...
Work while it is day: the night cometh, when no man can work.IN the childhood of April, while purple woods ...
_Who Died on October 25th_, 1899.THERE was a day,A horrible Autumn day,When from her home, the home she made for ...
LEAVE me alone, for August's sleepy charm Is on me, and I will not break the spell; My ...
I.IT is not Love, this beautiful unrest,This tremor of longing that invades my breast:For Love is in his grave this ...
This was my little sonWho leapt and laughed on my knee:Body we made with love,Soul made with love by Thee.This ...
Mary of Magdala came to bed;There were no soft curtains round her head;She had no mother to hold of worthThe ...
WHEN I am young again I'll hoard my bliss, Nor deem that inexhaustible it is, Remembering old age comes after ...
FLUSHED with a crimson sunrise beauty, The fair new year its promise gave; Such dreams we had of ...
(Air: Carnaval de Venise)LET Housman sing of Severn shore, Of Thames let Arnold sing, But we will sing ...
A PRINCESS, sleeping in enchanted bowers, Earth springs to waking at Spring's voice and kiss, And after winter's ...
AH, turn your pretty eyes away! You would not have me love again? Love's pleasure does not live ...
UNBIND thine eyes, with thine own soul confer, Look on the sins that made thy life unclean, Behold ...
IF one should wake one's frozen faith In sunlight of her radiant eyes, Bid it forget its dream ...
NOW veiled in the inviolable past Love lies asleep, who never more will wake; Nor would ...
WHEN the corn is green and the poppies red And the fields are crimson with love-lies-bleeding, When the ...
COULD I hope that when the brain, Tired of questions answerless, Shall slip off the bonds of pain ...
THE days, the doubts, the dreams of pain Are over, not to come again, And from the menace of the ...
WHEN in my narrow cell I lie, The long day's penance done at last, I see the ghosts ...
NEVER again:No child shall stir the inmost heart of herAnd teach her heaven by that first faint stir;No little lips ...
ON this old lawn, where lost hours pass Across the shadows dark with dew, Where autumn on the ...
OUT in the sun the buttercups are gold,The daisies silver all the grassy lane,And spring has given love a flower ...
LAID close to Death, these many thousand years,In this small seed Life hid herself and smiled;So well she hid, Death ...
YES--kiss my forehead where the pain Is grinding outwards from my brain! But will not pity teach you, too, To ...
SWEET, I have loved before. I knowThis longing that invades my days;This shape that haunts life's busy waysI know since ...
WE might have held back from Love's draught divine For many a wistful sad-and-happy day, Tasting ...
OVER the meadow and down the laneTo the gate by the twisted thorn:Your feet should know each turn of the ...
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