Alice Wellington Rollins

Poems (3)

• Many Things Thou Hast Given Me, Dear Heart

  Many things thou hast given me, dear heart; / But one thing thou hast taken: that high dream …

• The Death of Azron

  He caught his chisel, hastened to his bench, / And, kneeling on one knee before one more …

• Vita Benefica

  On softest pillows my dim eyes unclose; / No pain,—delicious weariness instead; …