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 ...
RING, bells! flags, fly! and let the great crowd roar Its ecstasy. Let the hid heart in prayer ...
ITHE white snow veils the earth's brown face, Strong frost has bound the veil in place-- Under the wide, clear, ...
THREE months had passed since she had knelt before The grate of the confessional, and he, --The priest--had ...
THE monastery towers, as pure and fairAs virgin vows, reached up white hands to Heaven;The walls, to guard the hidden ...
A LEGENDIN midst of wide green pasture-lands, cut through By lines of alders bordering deep-banked streams, Where bulrushes ...
Work while it is day: the night cometh, when no man can work.IN the childhood of April, while purple woods ...
DEDICATIONQUEEN of my Life, who gave me for my song The richest crown a poet ever wore, Since ...
COME forth! the world's aflame with flags and flowers, The shout of bells fills full the shattered air, ...
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 ...
_Who Died on October 25th_, 1899.THERE was a day,A horrible Autumn day,When from her home, the home she made for ...
LIKE an angry sun, like a splendid star, War gleams down the long years' track; They strain at ...
SIR GEOFFREY met the white lady Upon his marriage morn, Her eyes were blue as cornflowers are, ...
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 ...
ONE morning, my heart can remember, I sat dreaming there, In the ...
22nd January, 1901.THE Queen is dead. God save the King,In this his hour of grief,When sorrow gathers memories in a ...
The grass was gray with the moonlit dew,The stones were white as I came through;I came down the path by ...
IWhen I lived in the village of youthThere were lilies in all the orchards,Flowers in the orange-gardensFor brides to wear ...
THE spring is here, and the long nights grow Less bitterly cold than awhile ago; Our rags serve their purpose ...
LEAVE me alone, for August's sleepy charm Is on me, and I will not break the spell; My ...
THE poor ghost came through the wind and rain And passed down the old dear road again. Thin cowered the ...
I.IT is not Love, this beautiful unrest,This tremor of longing that invades my breast:For Love is in his grave this ...
I was picking raspberries, my head was in the canes,And he came behind and kissed me, and I smacked him ...
In answer to those who have said that English Poetsgive no personal love to their country.ENGLAND, my country, austere in ...
IN the deep heart of furthest fairyland Where foot of man has never trodden yet The enchanted portals ...
THIS mystery of golden hair, Of eyes and lips and bosom fair, Is not--if one could really see-- Mere flesh ...
KNOWING our needs, hardly knowing our powers, Hear how we cry to you, brothers of ours!-- Brothers in nature, pulse, ...
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