Two Moods Of Failure (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
ITHE LAST CUP OF CANARYSo, the powder's low, and the larder's clean, And surrender drapes, with its black impending,All the stage ...
Helen Gray Cone Poems (51 Poems)
Madonna Pia (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
To westward lies the unseen sea, Blue sea the live winds wander o'er.The many-colored sails can flee, And leave the dead, low-lying ...
King Raedwald (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
Will you hear now the speech of King Raedwald,—heathen Raedwald, the simple yet wise?He, the ruler of North-folk and South-folk, a ...
The Story Of The “Orient” (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
'T was a pleasant Sunday morning while the spring was in its glory,English spring of gentle glory; smoking by his ...
The Encounter (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
There's a wood-way winding high,Roofed far up with light-green flicker,Save one midmost star of sky.Underfoot 'tis all pale brownWith the ...
The Ride To The Lady (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
"Now since mine even is come at last,—For I have been the sport of steel,And hot life ebbeth from me ...
Fair England (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
WHITE England shouldering from the sea, Green England in thy rainy veil,Old island-nest of Liberty And loveliest Song, all hail!God guard thee ...
The House Of Hate (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
Mine enemy builded well, with the soft blue hills in sight;But betwixt his house and the hills I builded a house ...
The Going Out Of The Tide (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
The eastern heaven was all faint amethyst,Whereon the moon hung dreaming in the mist;To north yet drifted one long delicate ...
A Chant Of Love For England (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
A song of hate is a song of Hell; Some there be that sing it well. Let them sing it loud and ...
The First Guest (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
Life's House being ready all,Each chamber fair and dumb,Ere life, the Lord, is comeWith pomp into his hall,—Ere Toil has ...
Ivo Of Chartres (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
Now may it please my lord, Louis the king, Lily of Christ and France! riding his quest,I, Bishop Ivo, saw a ...
A Resurrection (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
Neither would they be persuaded, though one rose from the dead.I was quick in the flesh, was warm, and the ...
The Arrowmaker (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
Day in, day out, or sun or rain,Or sallow leaf, or summer grain,Beneath a wintry morning moonOr through red smouldering ...
At The Parting Of The Ways (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
(AD COMITEM JUNIOREM)Comrade Youth! Sit down with meUnderneath the summer tree,Cool green dome whose shade is sweet,Where the sunny roadways ...
A Cup Of Tea (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
Now Grietje from her window sees the leafless poplars lean Against a windy sunset sky with streaks of golden green; The still ...
Silence (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
Why should I sing of earth or heaven? not rather rest,Powerless to speak of that which hath my soul possessed,—For ...
Comrades (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
"Oh, whither, whither, rider toward the west?" "And whither, whither, rider toward the east?""I rode we ride upon the same high ...
The Wayfarers (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
Young man with the keen, blue eyes,Clear and bold,Why, as them dost fare,With so searching airScannest thou each face thou ...
The Glorious Company (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
"Faces, faces, faces of the streaming marching surge, Streaming on the weary road, toward the awful steep,Whence your glow and glory, ...
The Trumpeter (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
Two ships, alone in sky and sea, Hang clinched, with crash and roar;There is but one—whiche'er it be— Will ever come to ...
A Fairy Tale (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
There stands by the wood-path shaded A meek little beggar maid;Close under her mantle faded She is hidden like one afraid.Yet if ...
Kinship (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
A lily grew in the tangle, In a flame red garment dressed,And many a ruby spangle Besprinkled her tawny breast.And the silken ...
The Spring Beauties (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
The Puritan Spring Beauties stood freshly clad for church;A Thrush, white-breasted, o'er them sat singing on his perch."Happy be! for ...
When Willows Green (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
When goldenly the willows green, And, mirrored in the sunset pool,Hang wavering, wild-rose clouds between: When robins call in twilights cool: What is ...
Arraignment (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
"Not ye who have stoned, not ye who have smitten us," cryThe sad, great souls, as they go out hence ...
A Nest In A Lyre (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
As sign before a playhouse serves A giant Lyre, ornately gilded,On whose convenient coignes and curves The pert brown sparrows late have ...
In Winter, With The Book We Read In Spring (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
The blackberry's bloom, when last we went this way,Veiled all her bowsome rods with trembling white;The robin's sunset breast gave ...
The Gifts Of The Oak (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
'There needs no crown to mark the forest's king.'Thus, long ago thou sang'st the sound-heart treeSacred to sovereign Jove, and ...
Sonnet: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (Helen Gray Cone Poems)
Thou wast not robbed of wonder when youth fled,But still the bud had promise to thine eyes,And beauty was not ...