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 ...
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 ...
WHEN the star in the East was lit to shineThe three kings journeyed to Palestine;They came from the uttermost parts ...
LIKE an angry sun, like a splendid star, War gleams down the long years' track; They strain at ...
22nd January, 1901.THE Queen is dead. God save the King,In this his hour of grief,When sorrow gathers memories in a ...
IWhen I lived in the village of youthThere were lilies in all the orchards,Flowers in the orange-gardensFor brides to wear ...
In answer to those who have said that English Poetsgive no personal love to their country.ENGLAND, my country, austere in ...
KNOWING our needs, hardly knowing our powers, Hear how we cry to you, brothers of ours!-- Brothers in nature, pulse, ...
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 ...
THIS is Christ's birthday: long ago He lay upon His Mother's knee, Who kissed and blessed Him soft ...
I HAVEN'T always acted good:I've taken things not meant for me;Not other people's drink and food,But things they never seemed ...
THE days, the doubts, the dreams of pain Are over, not to come again, And from the menace of the ...
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