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Virna Sheard's Poetry, by first line

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  • The Lily Pond
    ON this little pool where the sunbeams lie,
    This tawny gold ring where the shadows die,
    18 lines
  • The Harp
    ACROSS the wind-swept spaces of the sky
    The harp of all the world is hung on high,
    18 lines
  • The Slumber Angel
    When day is ended, and grey twilight flies
    On silent wings across the tired land,
    21 lines, 2 comments
  • The Lonely Road
    We used to fear the lonely road
    That twisted round the hill;
    42 lines
  • Dreams
    KEEP thou thy dreams–though joy should pass thee by;
    Hold to the rainbow beauty of thy thought;
    20 lines, 1 comment
  • From 'In Egypt'
    O WHEN the desert blossomed like a mystic silver rose,
    And the moon shone on the palace, deep guarded to the gate,
    31 lines
  • From 'The Temple'
    HERE is the perfume of the leaves, the incense of the pines–
    The magic scent that hath been pent
    15 lines
  • A Song Of Roses
    'Tis time to sing of roses: of roses all ablow,
      To every vagrant passing breeze they dip a courtesy low,
    18 lines
  • A Song
    0 heart of mine--if I were but a swallow--
      A thing so fearless, swift of flight, and free--
    8 lines
  • The Toast
    A toast to thee, 0 dear old year,
      While the last moments fly,
    26 lines
  • The Call
    Across the dusty, foot-worn street
      Unblessed of flower or tree,
    28 lines
  • Sea-Born
    Afar in the turbulent city,
      In a hive where men make gold,
    23 lines
  • In Egypt
    All day the wife of Pharaoh had paced the palace hall
      Or the long white pillared court that was open to the sky;
    235 lines
  • The Daisy
    An angel found a daisy where it lay
      On Heaven's highroad of transparent gold,
    17 lines
  • April
    April! April! April!
      With a mist of green on the trees--
    16 lines
  • The Gleaner
    As children gather daisies down green ways
      Mid butterflies and bees,
    23 lines
  • Jean De Breboeuf
    As Jean de Breboeuf told his rosary
      At sundown in his cell, there came a call!--
    120 lines
  • A Song Of Summer Days
    As pearls slip off a silken string and fall into the sea,
    These rounded summer days fall back into eternity.
    7 lines
  • The Angel
    Down the white ward with slow, unswerving tread
      He came ere break of day--
    50 lines
  • The Temple
    Enter the temple beautiful!  The house not made with hands!
    Rain-washed and green, wind-swept and clean,
    34 lines
  • When Christmas Comes
    For thee, my small one--trinkets and new toys,
    The wine of life and all its keenest joys,
    33 lines
  • Common-Wealth
    Give thanks, my soul, for the things that are free!
    The blue of the sky, the shade of a tree,
    22 lines
  • The Crow
    Hail, little herald!--Art thou then returning
    From summer lands, this wild and wind-torn day?
    37 lines
  • Halloween
    Hark! Hark to the wind!  'Tis the night, they say,
    When all souls come back from the far away--
    18 lines
  • In Solitude
    He is not desolate whose ship is sailing
      Over the mystery of an unknown sea,
    18 lines
  • The Climber
    He stood alone on Fame's high mountain top,
      His hands at rest, his forehead bound with bay;
    33 lines
  • November
    How like a hooded friar, bent and grey,
    Whose pensive lips speak only when they pray
    26 lines
  • A Song Of Poppies
    I love red poppies!  Imperial red poppies!
      Sun-worshippers are they;
    18 lines
  • The Unknowing
    If the bird knew how through the wintry weather
    An empty nest would swing by day and night,
    23 lines
  • Lilacs
    In lonely gardens deserted--unseen--
      Oh! lovely lilacs of purple and white,
    25 lines
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