Poems by Clara Marcelle Farrar Greene

In the midst of the congregation,
Where the heads were bowed in prayer,
Mine own was bowed in...

I set apart a sacred day and hour,
And gathered up my friendships unto me;
Of all that has be...

A TRIBUTE I A MAN of prophecy was there, who should
Unto his waiting people come apace,
Str...

I dreamed that I--but ah, the dream
Too vain is for the telling!
In vain the cooling fountains...

No moon was there, nor light of any star!
Night dropped her poppies o'er life's woe and mirth, ...

I hear the loud world's laughter with her noise,
Behold, and see her moving multitudes,
With...

I Thy fate is seeking thee,
Fear not! Fear not!
Nor hither, thither run, with puny strain
...

So, whispering sea, she passed this way?
Did she hate your gold with her foot, O sands?
Did ...

A sky whose low dark boundary line
Meets a still darker sea;
Between it and this heart of mine...

We are drifting in a dreamland, I and thou,
Thou and I on a golden tide,
With keel of silver...

I I look upon the world, beloved,
Thy world of lovers, friends and kin, and those acquaint
...

WINTER. The sun is waning wan and old;
The days are brief and gray and cold;
We shiver in th...

When two have met, and caught in sudden gleams
Life's full completeness measured each in each, ...

OPHELIA IN HAMLET. Adown the soft meadow, the green growing meadow,
There floweth a river its...

Hedge a lion in his lair,
Bind him fast with leash and thong;
Muscles quiver, eyeballs glare...