Poems by Clara Marcelle Farrar Greene

Poems by Clara Marcelle Farrar Greene

Thy Fate Is Seeking Thee, by Clara Marcelle Farrar Greene

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

To the End, by Clara Marcelle Farrar Greene

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

A Vision of Sound, by Clara Marcelle Farrar Greene

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

Visions, by Clara Marcelle Farrar Greene

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

Whittier, by Clara Marcelle Farrar Greene

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

Wine On the Lees, by Clara Marcelle Farrar Greene

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

Worship, by Clara Marcelle Farrar Greene

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

Ab Initio--Ad Finem, by Clara Marcelle Farrar Greene

Two children stood on a blackened wharf,
Watching the ships at sea;
One resolute, brown-eyed...

A La Mode, by Clara Marcelle Farrar Greene

I One loved her for her beauteous face,
Oh, very fair was she!
With humid eyes, a lily's gr...

Ashes of Roses, by Clara Marcelle Farrar Greene

If I had known, dear heart, that thou wouldst be
Struck from my side with half our journey don...

At Parting, by Clara Marcelle Farrar Greene

I take, O poet mine, within my hand,
My hand that hath been empty over long,
I take from th...

Beautiful Dream, by Clara Marcelle Farrar Greene

Beautiful dream, can I awake
And from the fond illusion part?
Can I the spell of sweetness bre...

Before the Wedding, by Clara Marcelle Farrar Greene

And so, my friend, you will garner tomorrow,
Your ripened fields of waving grain;
And you s...

The Curse of Conemaugh, by Clara Marcelle Farrar Greene

Where's nature's breast with anguish riven,
Upheaved in mad appeal to heaven,
Rock-rent and s...

Destiny, by Clara Marcelle Farrar Greene

I cast a leaf on the flowing tide,
Writing it first upon either side,   With lines that ...