The Moat House (Edith Nesbit Poems)
PART I IUNDER the shade of convent towers, Where fast and vigil mark the hours, From childhood ...
Edith Nesbit Poems on Sadness (41 Poems)
Tekel (Edith Nesbit Poems)
WHEN on the West broke light from out the East, Then from the splendour and the shame of ...
After Sixty Years (Edith Nesbit Poems)
RING, bells! flags, fly! and let the great crowd roar Its ecstasy. Let the hid heart in prayer ...
Two Christmas Eves (Edith Nesbit Poems)
ITHE white snow veils the earth's brown face, Strong frost has bound the veil in place-- Under the wide, clear, ...
Absolution (Edith Nesbit Poems)
THREE months had passed since she had knelt before The grate of the confessional, and he, --The priest--had ...
At The Gate (Edith Nesbit Poems)
THE monastery towers, as pure and fairAs virgin vows, reached up white hands to Heaven;The walls, to guard the hidden ...
The Singing Of The Magnificat (Edith Nesbit Poems)
A LEGENDIN midst of wide green pasture-lands, cut through By lines of alders bordering deep-banked streams, Where bulrushes ...
The Dead To The Living (Edith Nesbit Poems)
Work while it is day: the night cometh, when no man can work.IN the childhood of April, while purple woods ...
Two Voices (Edith Nesbit Poems)
COUNTRY'SWEET are the lanes and the hedges, the fields made red with the clover, With tall field-sorrel, and ...
The Three Kings (Edith Nesbit Poems)
WHEN the star in the East was lit to shineThe three kings journeyed to Palestine;They came from the uttermost parts ...
A Prayer For The King’s Majesty (Edith Nesbit Poems)
22nd January, 1901.THE Queen is dead. God save the King,In this his hour of grief,When sorrow gathers memories in a ...
The ghost Bereft (Edith Nesbit Poems)
THE poor ghost came through the wind and rain And passed down the old dear road again. Thin cowered the ...
Via Amoris (Edith Nesbit Poems)
I.IT is not Love, this beautiful unrest,This tremor of longing that invades my breast:For Love is in his grave this ...
The Spider Queen (Edith Nesbit Poems)
IN the deep heart of furthest fairyland Where foot of man has never trodden yet The enchanted portals ...
The Will To Live (Edith Nesbit Poems)
SINCE Faith is a veil that has nothing behind it,And Hope wanders lost where no mortal can find it,Since Love ...
To A Child (Edith Nesbit Poems)
(Rosamund.)The fairies have been busy while you slept;They have been laughing where the sad rain wept,They have taught Beauty to ...
The Mother’s Prayer (Edith Nesbit Poems)
This was my little sonWho leapt and laughed on my knee:Body we made with love,Soul made with love by Thee.This ...
When! (Edith Nesbit Poems)
WHEN I am young again I'll hoard my bliss, Nor deem that inexhaustible it is, Remembering old age comes after ...
The Lost Embassy (Edith Nesbit Poems)
THE lilies lean to the white, white rose, The sweet limes send to the blossomed trees, Soft kisses borne by ...
Christmas (Edith Nesbit Poems)
WITH garlands to grace it, with laughter to greet it, Christmas is here, holly-red and snow-white, Hung round ...
A Star In The East (Edith Nesbit Poems)
FOR THE ART EXHIBITION AT ST. JUDE'S, WHITECHAPELLIKE a fair flower springing fresh, sweet, and bright, Through prison ...
The Depths Of The Sea (Edith Nesbit Poems)
FOR A PICTURE BY E. BURNE JONES IHabes tota quod mente petisti Infelix. IN deep vague spaces of the ...
The Beech Tree (Edith Nesbit Poems)
MY beautiful beech, your smooth grey coat is trimmedWith letters. Once, each stood for all things dearTo foolish lovers, dead ...
The Heart Of Grief (Edith Nesbit Poems)
YOU will not come again Along the deep-banked lane To where the field and fold so ...
Quieta Ne Movete II (Edith Nesbit Poems)
IF one should wake one's frozen faith In sunlight of her radiant eyes, Bid it forget its dream ...
The Heart Of Joy (Edith Nesbit Poems)
DEAR, do you sigh that your love may not stay with you, Laugh with and play ...
To Iris (Edith Nesbit Poems)
IF I might build a palace, fairWith every joy of soul and sense,And set my heart as sentry thereTo guard ...
Cul-De-Sac (Edith Nesbit Poems)
COULD I hope that when the brain, Tired of questions answerless, Shall slip off the bonds of pain ...
Waterloo Day (Edith Nesbit Poems)
THIS is the day of our glory; this is our day to weep. Under her dusty laurels England stirs in ...
Love Guerdons (Edith Nesbit Poems)
DEAREST, if I almost cease to weep for you, Do not doubt I love you just the same; ...