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A Mother's Prayer A Mother's Prayer

A Mother's Prayer
I knelt beside a little bed, The curtains drew away, And, 'mid the soft, white folds beheld, Two rosy sleepers lay; The one had seen three summers smile And lisped her evening prayer; The other,--only one year's shade Was on her flaxen hair. No sense of duties ill performed Weighed on each heaving breast,... Poems - Post by : gangsta - Date : September 2011 - Author : Mary Gardiner Horsford - Read : 3710

A Thought Of The Stars A Thought Of The Stars

A Thought Of The Stars
I remember once, when a careless child, I played on the mossy lea; The stars looked forth in the shadowy west, And I stole to my mother's knee, With a handful of stemless violets, wet With the drops of gathering dew, And asked of the wonderful points of light That shone in the distant blue. She told me of numberless worlds,... Poems - Post by : jwells - Date : September 2011 - Author : Mary Gardiner Horsford - Read : 1970

Little Kate Little Kate

Little Kate
Beside me, in the golden light That slants upon the floor, She twines the many-colored silks Her dimpled fingers o'er; Uplifting now and then her eye, Or praise or blame in mine to spy. For her sweet sake I've cast aside The books I've loved so well, And given up my being to Affection's mighty spell;... Poems - Post by : roygrubb - Date : September 2011 - Author : Mary Gardiner Horsford - Read : 2684

Lines To D. G. T., Of Sherwood Lines To D. G. T., Of Sherwood

Lines To D. G. T., Of Sherwood
Blessings on thee, noble boy! With thy sunny eyes of blue, Speaking in their cloudless depths Of a spirit pure and true. In thy thoughtful look and calm, In thy forehead broad and high, We have seemed to meet again One whose home is in the sky. Thou to Earth art still a stranger, To... Poems - Post by : ecash - Date : September 2011 - Author : Mary Gardiner Horsford - Read : 1567

Spring Lilies Spring Lilies

Spring Lilies
'Neath their green and cool cathedrals, In the garden lilies bloom, Casting to the fresh Spring Zephyrs Peal on peal of sweet perfume. Often have I, pausing near them When the sunset flushed the sky, Seen the coral bells vibrating With their fragrant harmony. And, within my quiet dwelling, I have now a Lily fair,... Poems - Post by : KevinNitro - Date : September 2011 - Author : Mary Gardiner Horsford - Read : 2839

Mona Lisa Mona Lisa

Mona Lisa
Leonardo da Vinci is said to have been four years employed upon the portrait of Mona Lisa, a fair Florentine, without being able to come up to the idea of her beauty. Artist! lay the brush aside; Twilight gathers chill and gray; Turn the picture to the wall,-- Thou hast wrought in vain to-day. Thrice twelve months have hastened by Since thy canvas first grew bright With... Poems - Post by : kreigle - Date : September 2011 - Author : Mary Gardiner Horsford - Read : 1515

The Daughter Of Jephthah Among The Mountains The Daughter Of Jephthah Among The Mountains

The Daughter Of Jephthah Among The Mountains
Night bent o'er the mountains With aspect serene; The deep waters slept 'Neath the moon's pallid sheen, And the stars in their courses Moved noiseless on high, As a soul, when it cleaveth In thought the blue sky. The low winds were spent With the fever of day, And stirred scarce... Poems - Post by : aspamtrap - Date : September 2011 - Author : Mary Gardiner Horsford - Read : 2677

The First Look The First Look

The First Look
I heard the strokes of the midnight bell As they thrilled the quiet air, And saw the soft, white curtains wave In the lamp's uncertain glare; And felt the breath of the July night, Laden with fragrance and warmth and blight. I knew that scarcely an hour before, With plaintive and feeble wail, A spirit had entered the gates of time,... Poems - Post by : makecentsinc - Date : September 2011 - Author : Mary Gardiner Horsford - Read : 1014

The Fall Of Jerusalem The Fall Of Jerusalem

The Fall Of Jerusalem
The sunset on Judah's high places grew pale, And purple tints shadowed the gorge and the vale, While Venus in beauty, with dilating eye, Out-riding the star-host, looked down from the sky On the city that struggled with foemen below,-- Jerusalem, peerless in grandeur and woe! O'er the fast crumbling walls thronged the cohorts of Rome, Their batteries thundered on palace and dome, And the children of Israel in... Poems - Post by : Joe_Kumar - Date : September 2011 - Author : Mary Gardiner Horsford - Read : 2572

I Would Not Live Alway I Would Not Live Alway

I Would Not Live Alway
I looked upon the fair young flowers That in our gardens bloom, Gazed on their winning loveliness, And then upon the tomb; I looked upon the smiling earth, The blue and cloudless sky, And murmured in my spirit's depths, "O I can never die!" I heard my sister's joyous laugh, As she danced lightly by,... Poems - Post by : wcapell - Date : September 2011 - Author : Mary Gardiner Horsford - Read : 1753

Song Of The New Year Song Of The New Year

Song Of The New Year
As the bright flowers start from their wintry tomb, I've sprung from the depths of futurity's gloom; With the glory of Hope on my unshadowed brow, But a fear at my heart, earth welcomes me now. I come and bear with me a measureless flow, Of infinite joy and of infinite woe: The banquet's light jest and the penitent prayer, The sweet laugh of gladness, the wail of despair,... Poems - Post by : otter - Date : September 2011 - Author : Mary Gardiner Horsford - Read : 1172

The Child's Appeal The Child's Appeal

The Child's Appeal
AN INCIDENT OF THE FRENCH REVOLUTION AND REIGN OF ROBESPIERRE. Day dawned above a city's mart, Yet not 'mid peace and prayer: The shouts of frenzied multitudes Were on the thrilling air. A guiltless man to death was led, Through crowded streets and wide, And a fairy child, with waving curls, Was clinging to his side. The... Poems - Post by : ronmcgre - Date : September 2011 - Author : Mary Gardiner Horsford - Read : 3264

The Deformed Artist The Deformed Artist

The Deformed Artist
The twilight o'er Italia's sky Had spread a shadowy veil, And one by one the solemn stars Looked forth, serene and pale; As quietly the waning light Through a high casement stole, And fell on one with silver hair, Who shrived a passing soul. No costly pomp or luxury Relieved that chamber's gloom,... Poems - Post by : traveldan - Date : September 2011 - Author : Mary Gardiner Horsford - Read : 2079

Madeline - A Legend Of The Mohawk Madeline - A Legend Of The Mohawk

Madeline - A Legend Of The Mohawk
Where the waters of the Mohawk Through a quiet valley glide, From the brown church to her dwelling She that morning passed a bride. In the mild light of October Beautiful the forest stood, As the temple on Mount Zion When God filled its solitude. Very quietly the red leaves, On the languid zephyr's breath,... Poems - Post by : 2060ndx - Date : September 2011 - Author : Mary Gardiner Horsford - Read : 1926

The Poet's Lesson The Poet's Lesson

The Poet's Lesson
"He who would write heroic poems, must make his whole life a heroic poem."--MILTON. There came a voice from the realm of thought, And my spirit bowed to hear,-- A voice with majestic sadness fraught, By the grace of God most clear. A mighty tone from the solemn Past, Outliving the Poet-lyre, Borne down on the rush of Time's fitful blast.... Poems - Post by : imported_n/a - Date : September 2011 - Author : Mary Gardiner Horsford - Read : 2112

To My Sister On Her Birthday To My Sister On Her Birthday

To My Sister On Her Birthday
'T is said that each succeeding year Another circlet weaves Within each living, waving tree; Yet not in buds or leaves,-- But far within the silent core, The tiny shuttles ply, At Nature's ever-working loom, Unseen by human eye. And thus, within my "heart of hearts," Doth this returning day, Another... Poems - Post by : imported_n/a - Date : September 2011 - Author : Mary Gardiner Horsford - Read : 3225

The Highland Girl's Lament The Highland Girl's Lament

The Highland Girl's Lament
The ancient Highlanders believed the spirits of their departed friends continually present, and that their imagined appearances and voices communicated warnings of approaching death. Oh! set the bridal feast aside, And bear the harp away; The coronach must sound instead, From solemn kirk-yard gray. I heard last eve, at set of sun, The death-bell on the gale. It was no earthly melody:--... Poems - Post by : earthmover - Date : September 2011 - Author : Mary Gardiner Horsford - Read : 2009

The Judgment Of The Dead The Judgment Of The Dead

The Judgment Of The Dead
Diodorus has recorded an impressive Egyptian ceremonial, the judgment of the dead by the living. When the corpse, duly embalmed, had been placed by the margin of the Acherusian Lake, and before consigning it to the bark that was to bear it across the waters to its final resting-place, it was permitted to the appointed judges to hear all accusations against the past life of the deceased, and if proved, to deprive the corpse of the rites of sepulture. From this singular law not even kings were exempt. With sable plume and... Poems - Post by : Akshay_Vaswani - Date : September 2011 - Author : Mary Gardiner Horsford - Read : 849

'a Dream That Was Not All A Dream' "a Dream That Was Not All A Dream"

'a Dream That Was Not All A Dream'
Through the half-curtained window stole An Autumn sunset's glow, As languid on my couch I lay With pulses weak and low. And then methought a presence stood, With shining feet and fair, Amid the waves of golden light That rippled through the air, And laid upon my heaving breast, With earnest glance and true,... Poems - Post by : Bryan - Date : September 2011 - Author : Mary Gardiner Horsford - Read : 629

The Voice Of The Dead The Voice Of The Dead

The Voice Of The Dead
Oh! call us not silent, The throng of the dead! Though in visible being No longer we tread The pathways of earth, From the grave and the sky, From the halls of the Past And the star-host on high, We speak to the spirit In language divine; List, Mortal, our song,... Poems - Post by : bobfm - Date : September 2011 - Author : Mary Gardiner Horsford - Read : 2692