In Extremis (Emily Pfeiffer Poems)
I love to feel your hand, beloved, I love to feel your hand; Then hold me fast until we part ...
Emily Pfeiffer Poems on Death & Dying (45 Poems)
Take but my song upon your lips, my love (Emily Pfeiffer Poems)
Take but my song upon your lips, my love, And ...
The Soudan (Emily Pfeiffer Poems)
ENGLAND, the sound of weeping breaks thy rest,- The voice of women wailing o'er the slain, Whose generous blood hath ...
The “Sting Of Death” (Emily Pfeiffer Poems)
O THOU whom men affirm we cannot know,It may be we may never see Thee nearerThan "in the clouds," nor ...
Niagara (Emily Pfeiffer Poems)
ALMIGHTY voice that callest me from sleep, Sleepless thyself through all the past of time, And still unspent, inscrutable, sublime, ...
The Children Of Light (Emily Pfeiffer Poems)
ALL ye child-hearted ones, born out of time, Born to an age that sickens and grows old, Born in a ...
To The Mourners Of Love (Emily Pfeiffer Poems)
COME sit thee down and rest at Death's pale feet, Learn of his silence, in his shadow lie, And never ...
Love And Death (Emily Pfeiffer Poems)
LOVE, one while seen with wings of many dyes, An infant mischief, but a God withal,- Still changeth semblance with ...
A Wind From Off The Sea (Emily Pfeiffer Poems)
THE blue above, the sheep-shorn grass beneath, Over the shoulder of the Down we sped, And saw the picture of ...
Watchman, What Of The Night (Emily Pfeiffer Poems)
AH me, I am a singer, and no seer! I cannot pierce the clouds which gather chill, I can but ...
The Soul’s Pride (Emily Pfeiffer Poems)
AND, mother, if nor sleep nor death may be Till, slaves of Time, we drain his poisoned cup, Still let ...
Deaf (Emily Pfeiffer Poems)
NEVER to hear the chorus that awakes The morning strive together in the grove; Never to hear the plaining of ...
Fallen From Grace (Emily Pfeiffer Poems)
SLEEP, half-blown rose, against my lady's breast, Rocked by my lady's heart and rhythmic breath, Sleep on, sweet rose, awaiting ...
To L. C. Smith (Emily Pfeiffer Poems)
YOU marvel, lady, you whose tender soul Is all subdued to love, that Love still near Had power in face ...
Rose-Song (Emily Pfeiffer Poems)
The bloom is falling from the May, The rose, the rose is on the way! Now let us think before ...