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 Summer (23 Poems)
Absolution (Edith Nesbit Poems)
THREE months had passed since she had knelt before The grate of the confessional, and he, --The priest--had ...
From The Portuguese (Edith Nesbit Poems)
IWhen I lived in the village of youthThere were lilies in all the orchards,Flowers in the orange-gardensFor brides to wear ...
Spring Song II (Edith Nesbit Poems)
THE spring is here, and the long nights grow Less bitterly cold than awhile ago; Our rags serve their purpose ...
The Fire (Edith Nesbit Poems)
I was picking raspberries, my head was in the canes,And he came behind and kissed me, and I smacked him ...
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 ...
The Last Envoy (Edith Nesbit Poems)
THIS wind, that through the silent woodland blows, O'er rippling corn and dreaming pastures goes Straight to the ...
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 ...
The Champion (Edith Nesbit Poems)
Young and a conqueror, once on a day,Wild white Winter rode out this way;With his sword of ice and his ...
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 ...
A Kentish Garden (Edith Nesbit Poems)
THERE is a grey-walled garden, far away From noise and smoke of cities, where the hours ...
Shepherds All And Maidens Fair (Edith Nesbit Poems)
PIPE, shepherds, pipe, the summer's ripe; So wreathe your crooks with flowers; The world's in tune to Love ...
The Point Of View: I (Edith Nesbit Poems)
IThere was never winter, summer only: roses,Pink and white and red,Shining down the warm rich garden closes;Quiet trees and lawns ...
A Dirge (Edith Nesbit Poems)
LET Summer go To other gardens; here we have no need of her. She smiles and beckons, but we take ...
The Last Act (Edith Nesbit Poems)
NEVER a ring or a lock of hair Or a letter stained with tears, No crown for the ...
Autumn Song (Edith Nesbit Poems)
WILL you not walk the woods with me? The shafts of sunlight burn On many a golden-crested tree ...
Song V (Edith Nesbit Poems)
THE sunshine of your presence liesOn the glad garden of my heartAnd bids the leaves of silence partTo show the ...
Christmas Roses (Edith Nesbit Poems)
THE summer roses all are gone-- Dead, laid in shroud of rain-wet mould; And passion's lightning time is ...
Values (Edith Nesbit Poems)
Did you deceive me? Did I trustA heart of fire to a heart of dust?What matter? Since once the world ...
Before Winter (Edith Nesbit Poems)
The wind is crying in the night,Like a lost child;The waves break wonderful and whiteAnd wild.The drenched sea-poppies swoon alongThe ...
Questions (Edith Nesbit Poems)
What do the roses do, mother,Now that the summer's done?They lie in the bed that is hung with redAnd dream ...
The Kiss (Edith Nesbit Poems)
The snow is white on wood and wold, The wind is in the firs, So dead my heart is with ...