Poems by May Riley Smith

The northern cheek of the heavens,
By a sudden glory kissed,
Blushed to the tint of roses,
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Written by request, for the occasion of the depositing of Abraham Lincoln's remains in the tomb ...

O sad-faced mourners, who each day are wending
Through churchyard paths of cypress and of yew, ...

I have come to the dear old threshold,
With eager, hurrying feet,
To scent the odorous lilie...

The day the Christ-child's tender eyes
Unveiled their beauty on the earth,
God lit a new star ...

When I shall go where my Redeemer is,
In the far City, on the other side,
And at the thresho...

Impatient lovers, have you then no care
That summer holds a month divinely fair;
When laughin...

Bravely my sweet flower resists
Heat of August, autumn cold;
And though she has amethysts
Fo...

For toil that is a medicine for woe,
For strength that grows with every lifted cross,
For tho...