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, ...
If Jesus came to London,Came to London to-day,He would not go to the West End,He would come down our way;He'd ...
THE spring is here, and the long nights grow Less bitterly cold than awhile ago; Our rags serve their purpose ...
WHEN I was young how fair the skies,Such folly of cloud, such blue depths wise,Such dews of morn, such calms ...
THE young Spring air was strong like wine, The sky reflected in your eyes Was of a blue ...
WE might have held back from Love's draught divine For many a wistful sad-and-happy day, Tasting ...
LOVE is no bird that nests and flies, No rose that buds and blooms and dies, No star that shines ...
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