Patience, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
Angel with the noiseless wings
Meek and gentle...
Animal Poems
A Prisoner, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
I am your prisoner, old mother earth,
A pris...
The Redeemer, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
Down through the ancient corridors of Time
Isa...
Slavery, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
Where the palm groves and bananas in the sunny ...
Song of the Cricket, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
When the Summer moonlight evening, weird, fan...
Song of the Easter Lilies, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
The Lilies of Easter awake and sing,
They ris...
The Spirit of Poesy, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
A viewless Spirit walks this changing earth
Al...
Summer Clouds, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
I watched the clouds at evening
When the Summe...
A Summer Morning, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
Welcome, glad morning, night's sable curtain
...
There Is a God, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
The fool hath said, "There is no God"
But Wis...
The Tomb of Man, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
What is your pageantry, O earth!
And what is ...
To the Birds, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
O lark, whose joyous warbling comes
Across th...
Under the Alders, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
Here within the alder's shadow, in this cool r...
The White Crane, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
Spread out thy ivory wings, bird of the waters...
The Wild Deer, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
Fly for thy life, fleet, frightened crature, ...
Atlantis, by Mary C. Gillington
I When the long twilight waned upon the rim
O...
At the Twilight Hour, by Mary Dow Brine
A soft, sweet fragrance in the air
Of dew-wet...
The Barren Tree, by Mary Dow Brine
Dear Saviour, I am as the "barren tree, "
Unw...
The Coming of Spring, by Mary Dow Brine
The ice-king trembles on his throne,
And hold...
The Fisherman's Song, by Mary Dow Brine
You may sing of your merry maidens,
Sing prai...
In Woodland Shades, by Mary Dow Brine
There are blossoms in the garden, sweet and fa...
Let Well Enough Alone, by Mary Dow Brine
"My dear, " said Mr. Bunny, on a pleasant summ...
The Old Barn, by Mary Dow Brine
Oh! A jolly old place is grandpa's barn,
Wher...
Saved!, by Mary Dow Brine
Found, far out on the snow-mapped moor,
The ...
The Ship at Sea, by Mary Dow Brine
When my ship comes home from sea,
The ship th...