The Little Brown Bat, by Edith Matilda Thomas
Quoth the little brown bat: "I rise with the ow...
Lily Poems
On the Eve of Sleep, by Edith Matilda Thomas
What is softer than two snowflakes meeting
In ...
A Dream, by Edith Willis Linn Forbes
The world had long been sleeping;
The earth w...
A New Hampshire Pond, by Edith Willis Linn Forbes
Bordered by birches white and tall,
And pines...
Autumn, by Edwin Curran
In ashes lies the lovely rose,
The jonquils b...
A Cemetery in France, by Edwin Curran
Dawn takes the everlasting skies
And shoulders...
The Palmer's Rosary, by Eliza Allen Starr
No coral beads on costly chain of gold
The Pal...
Over the Graves, by Eliza O. Peirson
Ermine robes of the winter's weaving
Jeweled a...
On the Way to Avalon, by Florence Peacock
Yet it may be I shall sleep sound,
And nothin...
The Black Boars, by George Houghton
I The Black Boars crouch, a huddling pile,
...
The Handsel Ring, by George Houghton
"Here, O lily-white lady mine,
Here by thy w...
O! Who That Lookt Could Chance But Love?, by Gerald Massey
All glorious as a Rainbow's birth,
She came i...
The Pilgrim From the East, by Gustave Kahn
IT is a pilgrim coming from the East.
There ha...
The Easter Lily, by Guy Wetmore Carryl
A little child, as winter turned to spring,
...
Mary at the Cross, by Harriet Beecher Stowe
"Now there stood by the cross of Jesus his moth...
The Shadow, by Harriet Maxwell Converse
Imposing a silence on the waves of the sea,
I...
Flos Morti, by Henry Abbey
Maiden, whom I so briefly knew
That unto me t...
The Spring Bulbs' Advent, by Henry O'Meara
Now from their crysalis trance our bulb-loves p...
Maidenhood, by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Maiden! With the meek, brown eyes,
In whose ...
Gayeties of Night in the City, by Isaac McLellan
It is eight o'clock of night, and the pallid f...
The Hillside Rivulet, by Isaac McLellan
An Eden haunt, a charming fairy grot,
The an...
The Singing Leaves, by James Russell Lowell
“ What fairings will ye that I bring?&rdq...
Divided, by Jean Ingelow
I An empty sky, a world of heather,
Purple ...
For the Missing in Action, by John Balaban
From Locusts at the Edge of Summer Hazed with ...
Golu, by John Boyle O'Reilly
Once I had a little sweetheart
In the land of ...