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Sarah Orne Jewett's Poetry, by title

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  • High at the window in her cage,
        The old canary sits and sings,
    44 lines, 3 comments
  • More than a hundred years ago
        They raised for her this little stone;
    40 lines, 2 comments
  • The wind may blow the snow about,
      For all I care, says Jack,
    52 lines
  • The clouds look low and heavy, as if there would be rain,
    It always means bad weather when you hear the brook so plain.
    64 lines
  • Dear Polly, these are joyful days!
    Your feet can choose their own sweet ways;
    30 lines
  • The starlight from one clear, bright star,
        The moonlight, faint and white
    51 lines
  • A blushing wild pink rose,
        By tangled woods and ways,
    16 lines, 2 comments
  • It sometimes happens that two friends will meet,
    And with a smile and touch of hands again
    14 lines
  • The lilacs in the sunshine lift
        Their plumes of dear old-fashioned flowers
    24 lines, 4 comments
  • I heard the city bells at morning ring,
        The eastern sky was faintly tinged with light;
    8 lines
  • Oh, rest your oars and let me drift
        While all the stars come out to see!
    24 lines
  • Where out beyond the eastern hills
        Was faintest light, there, scorning
    37 lines
  • Down in a field, one day in June,
    The flowers all bloomed together,
    36 lines
  • To-day upon thy ruined walls
    The flowers wave flags of truce,
    12 lines
  • Late in the evening, when the room had grown
    Too hot and tiresome with its flaring light
    18 lines
  • We are so close together
    Though you are far away,
    18 lines
  • O, silly little Calla! why,
        You had enough to do;
    40 lines
  • You walked beside me, quick and free;
        With lingering touch you grasped my hand;
    8 lines, 1 comment
  • High on the lichened ledges, like
        A lonely sea-fowl on its perch,
    44 lines
  • It was a cloudy, dismal day, and I was all alone,
    For early in the morning John Earl and Nathan Stone
    157 lines, 4 comments
  • At the baby-house door sits my sweet little Kitty,
        In her apron lies Kitty, her namesake, asleep;
    28 lines, 1 comment
  • Down to the sea all night, all day,
    Firm-rooted near its ebb and flow,
    63 lines
  • Where the oak fell, a great road leads away,
    Across the country to the door of day,
    4 lines
  • When autumn winds are high,
    They wake and trouble me
    20 lines
  • "Why, Polly! What's the matter, dear?
    You look so very sad:
    33 lines
  • The warm sun kissed the earth
    To consecrate thy birth,
    23 lines
  • The grass was growing fresh and green
        In all the sheltered places;
    36 lines
  • As I was coming down the street,
        I saw the saddest sight;
    39 lines, 2 comments
  • What of this house with massive walls
        And small-paned windows, gay with blooms?
    36 lines
  • When in the quiet house I sat alone,
    Sometimes I heard your footfall drawing near;
    28 lines
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