The Victory of Patience (Helen Hunt Jackson Poems)
Armed of the gods! Divinest conqueror!What soundless hosts are thine! Nor pomp, nor state,Nor token, to betray where thou dost ...
Helen Hunt Jackson Poems (86 Poems)
Tides (Helen Hunt Jackson Poems)
O patient shore, thou canst not go to meetThy love, the restless sea, how comfortestThou all thy loneliness? Art thou ...
To an Absent Lover (Helen Hunt Jackson Poems)
That so much change should come when thou dost go,Is mystery that I cannot ravel quite.The very house seems dark ...
A Calendar of Sonnets: June (Helen Hunt Jackson Poems)
O month whose promise and fulfilment blend,And burst in one! it seems the earth can storeIn all her roomy house ...
Danger (Helen Hunt Jackson Poems)
With what a childish and short-sighted senseFear seeks for safety; recons up the daysOf danger and escape, the hours and ...
A Calendar of Sonnets: December (Helen Hunt Jackson Poems)
The lakes of ice gleam bluer than the lakesOf water 'neath the summer sunshine gleamed:Far fairer than when placidly it ...
A Calendar of Sonnets: May (Helen Hunt Jackson Poems)
O Month when they who love must love and wed!Were one to go to worlds where May is naught,And seek ...
Forgiven (Helen Hunt Jackson Poems)
I dreamed so dear a dream of you last night!I thought you came. I was so glad, so gay,I whispered, ...
Chance (Helen Hunt Jackson Poems)
These things wondering I saw beneath the sun:That never yet the race was to the swift,The fight unto the mightiest ...
Morn (Helen Hunt Jackson Poems)
In what a strange bewilderment do weAwake each morn from out the brief night's sleep.Our struggling consciousness doth grope and ...
A Calendar of Sonnets: October (Helen Hunt Jackson Poems)
The month of carnival of all the year,When Nature lets the wild earth go its way,And spend whole seasons on ...
Crossed Threads (Helen Hunt Jackson Poems)
The silken threads by viewless spinners spun,Which float so idly on the summer air,And help to make each summer morning ...
A Calendar of Sonnets: April (Helen Hunt Jackson Poems)
No days such honored days as these! While yetFair Aphrodite reigned, men seeking wideFor some fair thing which should forever ...
A Calendar of Sonnets: July (Helen Hunt Jackson Poems)
Some flowers are withered and some joys have died;The garden reeks with an East Indian scentFrom beds where gillyflowers stand ...
A Calendar of Sonnets: August (Helen Hunt Jackson Poems)
Silence again. The glorious symphonyHath need of pause and interval of peace.Some subtle signal bids all sweet sounds cease,Save hum ...
Silence again (Helen Hunt Jackson Poems)
Silence again. The glorious symphonyHath need of pause and interval of peace.Some subtle signal bids all sweet sounds cease,Save hum ...
Two Truths (Helen Hunt Jackson Poems)
Darling,' he said, 'I never meantTo hurt you;' and his eyes were wet.'I would not hurt you for the world:Am ...
Where? (Helen Hunt Jackson Poem)
My snowy eupatorium has dropped Its silver threads of petals in the night; No signal told its blossoming had stopped; ...
Tides (Helen Hunt Jackson Poem)
O patient shore, thou canst not go to meet Thy love, the restless sea, how comfortest Thou all thy loneliness? ...
To an Absent Lover (Helen Hunt Jackson Poem)
That so much change should come when thou dost go, Is mystery that I cannot ravel quite. The very house ...
Tryst (Helen Hunt Jackson Poem)
Somewhere thou awaitest, And I, with lips unkissed, Weep that thus to latest Thou puttest off our tryst! The golden ...
Two Truths (Helen Hunt Jackson Poem)
Darling,' he said, 'I never meant To hurt you;' and his eyes were wet. 'I would not hurt you for ...
Unto one who lies at rest (Helen Hunt Jackson Poem)
Unto one who lies at rest 'Neath the sunset, in the West, Clover-blossoms on her breast. Lover of each gracious ...
September (Helen Hunt Jackson Poem)
1 The golden-rod is yellow; 2 The corn is turning brown; 3 The trees in apple orchards 4 With fruit ...
Songs of Battle (Helen Hunt Jackson Poem)
Old as the world--no other things so old; Nay, older than the world, else, how had sprung Such lusty strength ...
The Fir-Tree and the Brook (Helen Hunt Jackson Poem)
The Fir-Tree looked on stars, but loved the Brook! "O silver-voiced! if thou wouldst wait, My love can bravely woo." ...
The Poet’s Forge (Helen Hunt Jackson Poems)
He lies on his back, the idling smith, A lazy, dreaming fellow is he; The sky is blue, or the ...
The Victory of Patience (Helen Hunt Jackson Poem)
Armed of the gods! Divinest conqueror! What soundless hosts are thine! Nor pomp, nor state, Nor token, to betray where ...
New Year’s Morning (Helen Hunt Jackson Poems)
Only a night from old to new! Only a night, and so much wrought! The Old Year's heart all weary ...
October’s Bright Blue Weather (Helen Hunt Jackson Poems)
O suns and skies and clouds of June, And flowers of June together, Ye cannot rival for one hour October's ...