Poems by Sarah Knowles Bolton

I like the man who faces what he must,
With step triumphant and a heart of cheer;
Who fights ...

The boats lay stranded on the beach,
Tangled with seaweed, dank and green;
A desolate and dr...

At dead of night,
By full moonlight,
A stately ship sailed out to sea,
From surge and tempe...

Do you remember
That sweet September
When sky was golden and sea was blue,
We two together
I...

Quaint city on the Finnish sea,
Old when America was new;
How restful are thy rocks to me;
...

Tree-covered hills, crossed by a deep ravine;
Yonder a lake of blue,
Shaded to crimson hue
...

Never again the same rich purple sunset,
Or golden afterglow;
Never again the same sweet day ...

What is the moonlight to me?
An infinite rest;
The subtle and sweet melody
Of song unexpresse...

The waves beat idly, with a ceaseless roar,
And to and fro the seaweed bends to me,
Kissing ...

Year 1291. Sad and lonely was Arghun Khan
For the loss of Khatun Bulughan, His best be...

The great trees murmur at the midnight hour,
The birds in silence wait;
A soul is passing to ...

With pennons flying, and with trumpets' blare,
And noise of pipes, Venetian galleys swept
In...

Summer of 1611. At daybreak, on the frozen Hudson's Bay,
Shut in from mortal view,
The ship...

O golden rod! Sweet golden rod!
Bride of the autumn sun;
Has he kissed thy blossoms this mello...

I cannot know when grass will grow
Above my grave;
What friend will stand, with empty hand,
...