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Katharine Tynan's Poetry, by title

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  • 'MID the piteous heaps of dead
    Goes one weary golden head
    39 lines
  • The Child is rocked on Mary's knee,
        Cold in the stall this bitter night,
    26 lines
  • "When you get to Heaven, seek and find my boy.
        Mother him!" "Until you come?" "I shall never come.
    28 lines
  • Lord, when he shall come home from war,
        Give him no pastures green,
    23 lines
  • Here in the garden-bed,
    Hoeing the celery,
    40 lines
  • The Meuse and Marne have little waves;
        The slender poplars o'er them lean.
    33 lines, 1 comment
  • He was so foolish, the poor lad,
        He made superior people smile
    29 lines
  • Now when Christ died for man his sake
        A myriad men must die;
    25 lines
  • CLOUDS is under clouds and rain
    For there will not come again
    51 lines
  • LORD, when they come back again
        From the dreadful battlefield
    29 lines
  • THE Year of the Sorrows went out with great wind:
    Lift up, lift up, O broken hearts, your Lord is kind,
    21 lines
  • I would not like to live to be very old,
        To be stripped cold and bare
    18 lines
  • The Spring comes slowly up this way,
          Slowly, slowly,
    26 lines
  • To the aid of my little son
        I call all the magnalities --
    38 lines
  • Thy kingdom come ! Yea, bid it come!
    But when Thy kingdom first began
    16 lines
  • Those twelve years from Ascension
        Until the day of meeting broke,
    33 lines
  • For the first time since he was born
    Her son, her rose without a thorn,
    29 lines
  • THERE'S traffic in the worlds immortal,
        For many souls are flying home,
    18 lines
  • "What's the news? Now tell it me."
        "Allenby again advances."
    28 lines
  • I am the pillars of the house;
    The keystone of the arch am I.
    25 lines
  • THE Autumn leaves are dying quietly,
    Scarlet and orange, underfoot they lie;
    18 lines
  • God bless the little orchard brown
    Where the sap stirs these quickening days.
    20 lines
  • NEVERTHELESS this Year of Grief
    The Tree of God's in leaf.
    37 lines
  • Blues and greens are my delight
    Set in garlands of the white.
    31 lines
  • Now she need dread no more to grow
    Too old for him, she need not know
    26 lines
  • He died the loneliest death of all,
        Amid his foes he died.
    29 lines
  • When swarms of small distractions harry
        Devotion like the gnats that fly
    28 lines
  • Bring flowers to strew His way,
    Yea, sing, make holiday;
    16 lines
  • Where there is nothing God comes in:
        The Very God has room enough
    23 lines
  • She carried frankincense and gold
        When the Star guided her,
    23 lines
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