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Virna Sheard's Poetry, by title

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  • Oh haste, my Sweet!  Impatient now I wait,
    The crescent moon swings low, it groweth late,
    10 lines
  • Lord of all Life!  When my hours are done,
      Take me and make me anew--
    23 lines
  • Love maketh its own summer time,
      'Tis June, Love, when we are together,
    8 lines
  • 0 heart of mine--if I were but a swallow--
      A thing so fearless, swift of flight, and free--
    8 lines
  • Love reckons not by time--its May days of delight
    Are swifter than the falling stars that pass beyond our sight.
    13 lines
  • I love red poppies!  Imperial red poppies!
      Sun-worshippers are they;
    18 lines
  • 'Tis time to sing of roses: of roses all ablow,
      To every vagrant passing breeze they dip a courtesy low,
    18 lines
  • As pearls slip off a silken string and fall into the sea,
    These rounded summer days fall back into eternity.
    7 lines
  • Little honey baby, shet yo' eyes up tight;--
      (Shadow-man is comin' from de moon!)--
    33 lines
  • April! April! April!
      With a mist of green on the trees--
    16 lines
  • Turn to thy window in the silver hour
      That day comes stepping down the hills of night,
    8 lines
  • Turn Thou the key upon our thoughts, dear Lord,
      And let us sleep;
    28 lines
  • Just above the boxes and where the high lights fall
    Looketh down a carven face from out the gilded wall.
    29 lines
  • With all the little children, far and near,
    God wot! to-day we'll sing a song of cheer!
    26 lines
  • Give thanks, my soul, for the things that are free!
    The blue of the sky, the shade of a tree,
    22 lines
  • Oh! little pink and white god of love,
      With your tender smiling mouth,
    8 lines
  • KEEP thou thy dreams–though joy should pass thee by;
    Hold to the rainbow beauty of thy thought;
    20 lines, 1 comment
  • O WHEN the desert blossomed like a mystic silver rose,
    And the moon shone on the palace, deep guarded to the gate,
    31 lines
  • HERE is the perfume of the leaves, the incense of the pines–
    The magic scent that hath been pent
    15 lines
  • When the mist drives past and the wind blows high,
      And the harbour lights are dim--
    28 lines
  • Hark! Hark to the wind!  'Tis the night, they say,
    When all souls come back from the far away--
    18 lines
  • Not with the haloed saints would Heaven be
      For such as I;
    28 lines
  • 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
  • He is not desolate whose ship is sailing
      Over the mystery of an unknown sea,
    18 lines
  • As Jean de Breboeuf told his rosary
      At sundown in his cell, there came a call!--
    120 lines
  • Love came to her unsought,
      Love served her many ways,
    25 lines
  • In lonely gardens deserted--unseen--
      Oh! lovely lilacs of purple and white,
    25 lines
  • Infold us with thy peace, dear moon-lit night,
      And let thy silver silence wrap us round
    23 lines
  • How like a hooded friar, bent and grey,
    Whose pensive lips speak only when they pray
    26 lines
  • Oh! I will hold fast to Joy!
      I will not let him depart--
    23 lines
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