Bird Songs, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
The birds are happy, singing all day through
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Bird Poems
The Creation, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
From the blackness and darkness of chaos
Jehov...
The Demon of Despair and the Angel of Hope, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
Evil Enchantress spread thy raven wings,
Thy ...
Empty Nests, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
Rocked on many a bending bough
Empty nests are...
The Grave of the Suicide, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
Bring no fair flowers to deck this tomb
They o...
Had I But Wings Like Thine, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
Had I but wings like thine,
Free bird of flig...
The Invalid to the Caged Bird, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
What are you singing my beautiful bird?
What a...
The Maiden's Lament to Her False Lover, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
I have flown from you like a wounded bird
With...
Music, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
There is music in the woodlands
When the birds...
Patience, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
Angel with the noiseless wings
Meek and gentle...
A Prisoner, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
I am your prisoner, old mother earth,
A pris...
A Summer Morning, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
Welcome, glad morning, night's sable curtain
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There Is a God, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
The fool hath said, "There is no God"
But Wis...
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...
Atlantis, by Mary C. Gillington
I When the long twilight waned upon the rim
O...
Morning, by Mary Morgan
The dawn had barely woke; the moon afar--
A si...
Spring Song, by Mary Morgan
I wandered in the well-known path,
The sky wa...
The Child and the King, by Mary T. Lathrap
I've read of the beautiful home of a King,
'T...
I Have No Mother Now, by Mary T. Lathrap
Marshall, April 29, 1859 I see him now,
A ...
An Indian Legend, by Mary T. Lathrap
Far, far away, where the sun goes down,
And...
Wave Whispers, by Mary T. Lathrap
A thrilling of winds through the forest,
A mu...
Europa, by Moschus
Cypris, when all but shone the dawn's glad bea...
Megara, by Moschus
'Why dost thou vex thy spirit, mother mine?
W...
The Runaway Lover, by Moschus
Her Eros thus proclaimed the Cyprian Queen; --
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