Poems by Martha Lavinia Hoffman

We spend our lives as a tale that is told in a lonely watch of the night,
Like a changing story...

Will there be no flowers in heaven,
No soul-like blossoms there
In the land of the pure and lo...

Fly for thy life, fleet, frightened crature, fly!
Fly for thy life, or thou art doomed to di...

Spread out thy ivory wings, bird of the waters,
In shades the willow flings, some foeman loit...

We shall sleep but we shall waken
In the morning bright and fair,
We, by sudden night o'ertak...

"Tick, tick, tick, " for many a long, long year
The old clock has welcomed the birth of the h...

Down through the ancient corridors of Time
Isaiah's deathless song rolled full and sweet,
It s...

Poets have sung of the spirit realm
And sages discoursed in tones sublime
Of the land where the...

Room for the roses, make room for the roses,
Coming by hundreds, a conquering race;
Not wit...

I would sing of the roses
Their fragrance, their color, their form;
The beautiful fragrant s...

Where the palm groves and bananas in the sunny Tropics thrive,
Where the parrots' lively chatte...

A viewless Spirit walks this changing earth
All unattended in her artless grace,
Phantoms of s...

The Lilies of Easter awake and sing,
They rise from the dust where in sleep they dwell
Through...

The war-song and the battle-hymn
Their stirring notes have stilled;
That oft in vally, ghastl...

When the Summer moonlight evening, weird, fantastic shades creating,
Wrapped within her sombr...