Love Poems – Page 2510

The Witch in the Glass

“my mother says I must not pass
Too near that glass;
She is afraid that I will see …

Sarah Morgan Bryan Piatt English
Tradition of Conquest

His grace of Marlborough, legends say,
Though battle-lightnings proved his worth,
Was scathed like others, in his day, …

Sarah Morgan Bryan Piatt English
The Watch of a Swan

I read somewhere that a swan, snow-white,
In the sun all day, in the moon all night,
Alone by a little grave would sit …

Sarah Morgan Bryan Piatt English
In Clonmel Parish Churchyard

Where the graves were many, we looked for one.
Oh, the Irish rose was red,
And the dark stones saddened the setting sun …

Sarah Morgan Bryan Piatt English
A Call on Sir Walter Raleigh

“ay, not at home, then, didst thou say?
—And, prithee, hath he gone to court?”
“Nay; he hath sailed but yesterday, …

Sarah Morgan Bryan Piatt English
An Irish Wild-Flower

She felt, I think, but as a wild-flower can,
Through her bright fluttering rags, the dark, the cold.
Some farthest star, remembering what man …

Sarah Morgan Bryan Piatt English
Transfigured

Almost afraid they led her in
(A dwarf more piteous none could find):
Withered as some weird leaf, and thin, …

Sarah Morgan Bryan Piatt English
The Term of Death

Between the falling leaf and rose-bud’s breath;
The bird’s forsaken nest and her new song
(And this is all the time there is for Death); …

Sarah Morgan Bryan Piatt English
Envoy

Sweet world, if you will hear me now:
I may not own a sounding Lyre
And wear my name upon my brow …

Sarah Morgan Bryan Piatt English
On Lebanon

Those days we spent on Lebanon,
Held captive by the sieging snow—
What bright things are forgot and gone, …

David Gray English