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Emily Pauline Johnson (Tekahionwake)'s Poetry, by first line

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  • Brier: Good Friday
    Because, dear Christ, your tender, wounded arm
    Bends back the brier that edges life's long way,
    12 lines, 1 comment
  • The Pilot of the Plains
    ``False,\
    52 lines, 3 comments
  • Canadian born
    We first saw light in Canada, the land beloved of God;
    We are the pulse of Canada, its marrow and its blood:
    20 lines
  • Where Leaps The Ste. Marie
    What dream you in the night-time
    When you whisper to the moon?
    18 lines
  • Lady lorgnette
    Lady Lorgnette, of the lifted lash,
    The curling lip and the dainty nose,
    30 lines
  • Low tide at st. andrews
    The long red flats stretch open to the sky,
    Breathing their moisture on the August air.
    19 lines
  • The mariner
    Once more adrift.
    O'er dappling sea and broad lagoon,
    26 lines
  • Lullaby of the iroquois
    Little brown baby-bird, lapped in your nest,
    Wrapped in your nest,
    20 lines, 2 comments
  • The corn husker
    Hard by the Indian lodges, where the bush
    Breaks in a clearing, through ill-fashioned fields,
    12 lines
  • Prairie greyhounds (C.P.R. No, 1, Westbound
    I swing to the sunset land--
    The world of prairie, the world of plain,
    15 lines
  • Prairie greyhounds (C.P.R. NO. 2, Eastbound)
    I swing to the land of morn;
    The grey old east with its grey old seas,
    15 lines
  • Ojistoh
    I am Ojistoh, I am she, the wife
    Of him whose name breathes bravery and life
    70 lines
  • My english letter
    When each white moon, her lantern idly swinging,
    Comes out to join the star night-watching band,
    32 lines
  • Nocturne
    Night of Mid-June, in heavy vapours dying,
    Like priestly hands thy holy touch is lying
    43 lines
  • The happy hunting grounds
    Into the rose gold westland, its yellow prairies roll,
    World of the bison's freedom, home of the Indian's soul.
    28 lines, 1 comment
  • Wave-won
    To-night I hunger so,
    Beloved one, to know
    42 lines
  • Penseroso
    Soulless is all humanity to me
    To-night. My keenest longing is to be
    20 lines
  • Re-voyage
    What of the days when we two dreamed together?
    Days marvellously fair,
    36 lines, 2 comments
  • The idlers
    The sun's red pulses beat,
    Full prodigal of heat,
    54 lines, 1 comment
  • Christmastide
    I may not go to-night to Bethlehem,
    Nor follow star-directed ways, nor tread
    20 lines
  • The ballad of yaada (a legend of the pacific coast)
    There are fires on Lulu Island, and the sky is opalescent
    With the pearl and purple tinting from the smouldering of peat.
    26 lines
  • The man in chrysanthemum land
    There's a brave little berry-brown man
    At the opposite side of the earth;
    43 lines
  • Fasting
    'Tis morning now, yet silently I stand,
    Uplift the curtain with a weary hand,
    72 lines
  • Overlooked
    Sleep, with her tender balm, her touch so kind,
    Has passed me by;
    24 lines
  • Give Us Barabbas
    There was a man--a Jew of kingly blood,
    But of the people--poor and lowly born,
    40 lines, 1 comment
  • Your Mirror Frame
    Methinks I see your mirror frame,
    Ornate with photographs of them.
    24 lines
  • The city and the sea
    To none the city bends a servile knee;
    Purse-proud and scornful, on her heights she stands,
    18 lines
  • Lady icicle
    Little Lady Icicle is dreaming in the north-land
    And gleaming in the north-land, her pillow all a-glow;
    25 lines
  • The legend of qu'appelle valley
    I am the one who loved her as my life,
    Had watched her grow to sweet young womanhood;
    90 lines
  • The art of alma-tadema
    There is no song his colours cannot sing,
    For all his art breathes melody, and tunes
    20 lines
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