131 submissions in this volume.
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O little bird, I'd be
A Poet like to thee,
5 lines
I envy not the sun
His lavish light;
12 lines
O frame me in thy love, as I
The landscape in the branches low;
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I bide mine hour, when thou,
Beloved, far away,
12 lines, 1 comment
Come back to me! but not as now ye are.
O friends afar!
8 lines
I left my window wide, for Love
To enter while I slept:
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Silence--a deeper sea--
Now sunders thee
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I brought a Blossom home with me
Beneath my roof to stay;
6 lines
Ah, whither hath it flown?
Alas, the strain
8 lines, 2 comments
The winds that, gipsy-wise, foretold
The fortune of to-day,
8 lines
Could Day demand a gift of Night,
And Night the boon bestow,
8 lines
The little streams that onward flow
To mingle ere they meet the sea,
8 lines
What, O Eternity,
Is Time to thee?--
16 lines
The interval
We both recall,
12 lines
The world, they tell us, dwindles,
When matched with other spheres;
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Sleep quiets all but me,
A desert isle unsolaced by the sea--
4 lines
Fear not: the planet that bedims
The moon's distorted face,
8 lines
Day after day,
The Herod Morn
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As when her calf is taken, far and near
The restless mother roves,
8 lines
Far off a solitary Peak
The restless Waves behold.
6 lines
Why the warning finger-tip
Pressed forever on thy lip?
6 lines
Do ye forget the blossom-time?
Or tint for tint, as rhyme for rhyme,
6 lines
Ah, Death, thou art a lover,
And with thy rival Life,
6 lines
Ye hills that sloping westward, see
Alone the evening sky,
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This is the way that the sap-river ran
From the root to the top of the tree--
8 lines
When Day goes down to meet the Night,
She welcomes him with many a light;
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"What have you in your basket?"
I questioned Mother Sleep.
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Where lies the lidded Sleep
Throughout the waking hours?
7 lines, 2 comments
When into the Rose
A ladybird goes
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Am I the only child awake
Beneath thy midnight beams?
8 lines
Before a clock was in the tower,
Or e'er a watch was worn,
6 lines
Now, in his joy,
A whistling Boy,
6 lines
Eurydice eludes the dark
To follow Orpheus, the Lark
6 lines
Born of the waters are we,
Clean of original stain;
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What fruit of all thy blossom shed
Remaineth unto me?
7 lines
A glance of love or jealousy,
It flashes to and fro--
8 lines
A momentary miracle,
Wherein Eternal Light,
6 lines
Listen! 'tis the Rain
Coming home again;
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I am too small for winds to mar
My surface; but I hold a Star
4 lines
It falls from heaven upon the hill,
And hurries down to turn the mill
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How far soe'er thy restless waters roll,
Thou hast attained the sea.
8 lines
As in the furnace fared the holy feet,
Unblemished by the sevenfold fervour, so,
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Thou partest sea from restless lover-sea
That, yearning, dream and wait
4 lines
Nurtured upon my mother's knee,
From this her mountain-breast apart,
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"In the centre of each snow-crystal or drop of rain
is found a minute particle of dust."
8 lines
To-night, far inland from the sea,
The winds, a frighted Legion, flee
8 lines
"Whom I shall kiss," I heard a Sunbeam say,
"Take him and lead away!"
4 lines
Thou hast not looked on Yesterday,
Nor shalt To-morrow see;
12 lines
Lo, now the dead volcano Night
In silence cold
8 lines
A note so near the dawn
Too timid was to stay
6 lines, 1 comment
Arise! Arise!
Dawns not the day without thy wakening eyes;
8 lines
Ave! 'Tis the maiden moon
To the westward wending,
16 lines
I give what ne'er was mine--
To every seed the power
8 lines
Ere yet the earliest warbler wakes
Of coming spring to tell,
12 lines
What means it, Lord? No Daniel
In Nature's banquet-hall
8 lines
Is it a shroud or bridal veil
That hides it from our sight,
16 lines
(In a volume of Shelley)
7 lines
Alike from alien lips one music flows
To flush the Orient Rose,
4 lines
"Sweet it is for Love to live,"
Thus a Blossom whispered me,
6 lines
For one astray, behold
The Master leaves the ninety and the nine,
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He cannot as he came depart--
The Wind that woos the Rose;
4 lines
If thou art fit to feed
A dying flame,
6 lines
He cloistered here a virgin Thought--
His vow of Chastity,
8 lines
1st Spirit
I am this moment freed from earth.
16 lines
A crowing, cuddling little Babe was he,
A child for little children far or near.
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Long I waited, wondering
How, so near my heart,
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The world had waited till thy soul
From nothingness was needed here,
4 lines
The Twilight to my Star,
Her hoary head
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A hidden World,
Unwombing, hurled
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No hint upon the hill-top shows
The flush of climbing feet;
12 lines
Around us, wheresoe'er we tread,
The while our shadows pass them by,
8 lines
"Farewell!" the parting Day,
Re-echoes, "Fare thee well!
6 lines
I am the heir--the Acorn small,
To whom as tributaries all,
8 lines
Now at the aged Year's decline,
Behold the messenger divine
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It sings, and every flower and weed
Bestows a tributary seed
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Like champions of old,
Their garments at their feet,
6 lines
I once was water, and again
My former self shall be;
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This is the mystic scroll
Whereon a parting soul--
6 lines
Was it the Dawn that waked the bird
With yonder spark?
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"How beautiful your feathers be!"
The Redbird sang to the Tulip-tree,
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"Good morrow!" breathed the Blossom.
"Good morrow!" flushed the Dawn.
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Were you, little Monarch, crowned,
Under ground?
8 lines
The Summer Night remembers
The Morning Glories slain,
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Where closing water-lilies are
I've sometimes seen the Evening Star,
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We grow where none but God,
Life's Gardener,
20 lines, 1 comment
Periwinkle Magdalen,
Ever near the tomb,
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Behold, above the hidden root,
How white the bloom, how black the fruit!
4 lines, 1 comment
Had I no revelation but thy voice--
No word but thine--
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Here the silentest of things
Lowliest lies;
7 lines, 1 comment
O bird that seem'st in solitude
O'er tearful memories to brood,
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To creatures upon earth,
Our price one farthing worth:
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Together first they plan a nest,
And where and how to build it best,
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When Christ was taken from the rood,
One thorn upon the ground,
6 lines, 1 comment
From yonder wooded hill
I hear the Whip-poor-will,
16 lines
The little birds that hither bring
The earliest messages of Spring,
8 lines
Hush!
With sudden gush
16 lines
O world beneath the mother's wing,
Secure from harm,
8 lines
"Et ridebit in die novissimo"
When wrought of Joy and Innocence,
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In every seed to breathe the flower,
In every drop of dew
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I am that Tamerlane,
The Scourge of God;
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'T is in the twinkle of escape
That all our safety lies.
12 lines
He asked me bread--the bread whereby alone
The beggar Love could live:--
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One plucked the grape, and trod the wine,
And headlong rushed the sotted swine
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Thy beauty fills each bubble-dome
Upon the waters wide:
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We know Thee, each in part--
A portion small;
6 lines
Leaf
Let go the Limb?
16 lines
A rugged stone,
For centuries neglected and alone,
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Once more upon the western skies
The "flaming sword" appears,
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While Shepherd Stars their nightly vigils keep
Above the clouds of sleep,
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Let my heart the cradle be
Of Thy bleak Nativity!
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O little lamb,
Behold I am
6 lines
To Bethlehem, to Bethlehem,
The Magi move, and we with them,
6 lines
On Christmas night at Bethelehem
When Shepherds came, I watched with them
12 lines
What of the Night? 'Tis dark,
The fatal word
17 lines
When Christ went up to Calvary,
His crown upon His head,
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Why, O my God, hast Thou forsaken me?
Not so my Mother; for behold and see,
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I came, O DEATH, to conquer thee,
And overcome the Grave;
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Ours is the echoed cry
Of helpless Innocents about to die.
7 lines
Behold! the mother bird
The Fledgeling's voice hath heard!
10 lines
The Magi came to Bethlehem,
The House of Bread, and following them,
30 lines
"A game, Marcellus!" "Well, what shall it be?
Let's play we're Christians." And with one accord
14 lines
Here, on the prey of passion, famished Flames
Feed here! Spare not your victim. Torture tames
14 lines
Like Ruth, she follows where the reaper Day
Lets fall the slender shadows in her way;
4 lines
'T was purchased with His blood, this holy ground,
This place of refuge for the homeless dead;
4 lines
How long, O Lord to wait
Beside this open gate?
5 lines
The people read it as they pass:
"On Penalty, keep off the Grass!"
4 lines
\All\ men the painter Youth engage;
And \some\, the famous sculptor, Age.
2 lines
One word of well-directed wit--
A pebble-jest, has often hit
4 lines
At sunrise he's a giant tall:
At noon he's withered, lean, and small.
4 lines
Sighed the Book, "I am bound to be read,
But tho' on the shelf others put me
4 lines
A certain tyrant to disgrace
The more a rebel's resting-place,
10 lines
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