Salutation (Katharine Tynan Poems)
To you and you and you who have given Two sons for England's sake,--what word?Oh, there is weeping heard in Heaven And ...
Katharine Tynan Poems (188 Poems)
The Riders (Katharine Tynan Poems)
RHEIMS is down in fire and smoke,The hour of God is at the stroke.Round and round the ruined place,—Jesu, Mary, ...
The Vision: (Katia: Easter Sunday, 1916) (Katharine Tynan Poems)
She had a vision in the dark Ere the first lark from nest took flight;She saw her own son from fierce ...
The Crown (Katharine Tynan Poems)
She had twelve stars for diadem; She had for footstool the full moon;Her quiet eyes, outshining them, Kept memories of the night ...
A Lament (Katharine Tynan Poems)
CLOUDS is under clouds and rainFor there will not come againTwo, the beloved sire and sonWhom all gifts were rained ...
A Woman Commends Her Little Son (Katharine Tynan Poems)
To the aid of my little son I call all the magnalities --Archangel, Dominion, Powers and Principalities.Mary without a stain, Joseph that was ...
The Golden Boy (Katharine Tynan Poems)
IN times of peace, so clean and bright,And with a new-washed morning face,He walked Pall Mall, a goodly sight,The finished ...
For the Airmen (Katharine Tynan Poems)
THOU who guidest the swallow and wren,Keep the paths of the flying men!Over the mountains, over the seasThou hast given ...
The Mother of Three (Katharine Tynan Poems)
Oh, to have a little farm, A little hearth so warm and bright,And three little boys all safe from harm In from ...
Riding Home (Katharine Tynan Poems)
Who are these that go to the high peaks and the snow?Side by side do they ride, their steady eyes ...
The Old Love (Katharine Tynan Poems)
Out of my door I step into The country, all her scent and dew, Nor travel there by a hard road, Dusty and ...
Missing (Katharine Tynan Poems)
To Leucha Mary WarnerHe is "Missing," and forlorn Drag her days in grief and pain.Every morn a hope is born, Only to ...
They Who Return (Katharine Tynan Poems)
To Mrs. WeigallInto the stricken house who steals on quiet feet And sudden brings the sunshine it used to wear?Whose is ...
The Great May (Katharine Tynan Poems)
Who said the Spring was dead? She would not come again,Dust on her starry head, For a sad world in pain?The thing ...
The Only Son (Katharine Tynan Poems)
His mother died last year and yetShe wearied Heaven with fear and fret,Wanting the son she left behind,And God was ...
A Gardener-Sage (Katharine Tynan Poems)
Here in the garden-bed,Hoeing the celery,Wonders the Lord has madePass ever before me.I see the young birds build,And swallows come ...
The Image (Katharine Tynan Poems)
When a wild grace I see, A turn o' the neck, a curl, sweet hands, clear eyes,Gentleness, courtesy, dignity; In all these ...
The Watchers (Katharine Tynan Poems)
THE cottages all lie asleep;The sheep and lambs are folded inWinged sentinels the vale will keepUntil the hours of life ...
The Perfect Playmate (Katharine Tynan Poems)
Roger Charles Noel Bellingham. Before Ypres, March 4th, 1915The Perfect Playmate, whither does he strayThat now no more his feet ...
The Short Road To Heaven (Katharine Tynan Poems)
There's a short road to Heaven, but you must take it young,And if you're for long living the road is ...
Any Woman (Katharine Tynan Poems)
I am the pillars of the house; The keystone of the arch am I.Take me away, and roof and wall Would fall ...
The Sad Spring (Katharine Tynan Poems)
The Spring weeps, she is forlorn; Well that she may weep, alas!Now that many babes are born Whose dear fathers lie in ...
Starling (Katharine Tynan Poems)
The starling in the ivy now, For to amuse his dear,Mimics the dog, the cat, the cow, Blackbird and Chanticleer.The starling's an ...
To The Others (Katharine Tynan Poems)
This was the gleam then that lured from farYour son and my son to the Holy War:Your son and my ...
The Little Old Woman (Katharine Tynan Poems)
There's a Little Old Woman walks in the night, Singing her love song like a falling keen;The Little Old Woman is ...
Vigil (Katharine Tynan Poems)
At night, when all the house is still, Wide-waked the chairs and tables comeAnd yawn and stretch their limbs until The maids ...
The Call (Katharine Tynan Poems)
I hear an Army!Millions of men coming up from the edge of the world,The ring of unnumbered feet ever louder ...
The Only Child (Katharine Tynan Poems)
Lest he miss other children, lo!His angel is his playfellow.A riotous angel two years old,With wings of rose and curls ...
Distraction (Katharine Tynan Poems)
When swarms of small distractions harry Devotion like the gnats that flyTill prayers are cold and customary, Not such as please Thee, ...
Wings In The Night (Katharine Tynan Poems)
Now in the soft spring midnight There's rush of wings and whirr,Birds flying softly, swiftly; The night's a-flutter, a-stir.Home by the bitter ...