Sorrowing Love (Katherine Mansfield Poems)
And again the flowers are come, And the light shakes, And no tiny voice is dumb, And a bud breaks ...
And again the flowers are come, And the light shakes, And no tiny voice is dumb, And a bud breaks ...
The further the little girl leaped and ran, The further she longed to be; The white, white fields of jonquil ...
After all the rain, the sun Shines on hill and grassy mead; Fly into the garden, child, You are very ...
Valley of waving broom, O lovely, lovely light, O hear of the world, red-gold! Breast high in the blossom I ...
I Blow across the stagnant world, I blow across the sea, For me, the sailor's flag unfurled, For me, the ...
In the wide bed Under the freen embroidered quilt With flowers and leaves always in soft motion She is like ...
Come, let us all sing very high And all sing very loud And keep on singing in the street Until ...
Heavens above! here's an old tie of your-- Sea-green dragons stamped on a golden ground. Ha! Ha! Ha! What children ...
Most merciful God Look kindly upon An impudent child Who wants sitting on. This evening late I went to the ...
There is a solemn wind to-night That sings of solemn rain; The trees that have been quiet so long Flutter ...
To and fro, to and fro In my little boat I go Sailing far across the sea All alone, just ...
Now it is Loneliness who comes at night Instead of Sleep, to sit beside my bed. Like a tired child ...
"It is cold outside, you will need a coat-- What! this old Arabian shawl! Bind it about your head and ...
There was a child once. He came to play in my garden; He was quite pale and silent. Only when ...
Grant me the moment, the lovely moment That I may lean forth to see The other buds, the other blooms, ...
White, white in the milky night The moon danced over a tree. "Wouldn't it be lovely to swim in the ...
The gulls are mad-in-love with the river, And the river unveils her face and smiles. In her sleep-brooding eyes they ...
To the little, pitiful God I make my prayer, The God with the long grey beard And flowing robe fastened ...
Sing a song of men's pyjamas, Half-past-six has got a pair, And he's wearing them this evening, And he's looking ...
Now I am a plant, a weed, Bending and swinging On a rocky ledge; And now I am a long ...
My Babbles has a nasty knack Of keeping monkeys on her back. A great big black one comes and swings ...
Last night for the first time since you were dead I walked with you, my brother, in a dream. We ...
Across the red sky two birds flying, Flying with drooping wings. Silent and solitary their ominous flight. All day the ...
Baby Babbles--only one, Now to sit up has begun. Little Babbles quite turned two Walks as well as I and ...
In the very early morning Long before Dawn time I lay down in the paddock And listened to the cold ...
The fields are snowbound no longer; There are little blue lakes and flags of tenderest green. The snow has been ...
Now's the time when children's noses All become as red as roses And the colour of their faces Makes me ...
The Half-Soled-Boots-With-Toecaps-Child Walked out into the street And splashed in all the pubbles till She had such shocking feet The ...
Hinemoa, Tui, Maina, All of them were born together; They are quite an extra special Set of babies--wax and leather. ...
But, ah! before he came You were only a name: Four little rooms and a cupboard Without a bone, And ...
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