Helen Hay
Poems (6)
- A Woman's PrideI Will not look for him, I will not hear
- Does the Pearl Know?Does the pearl know, that in its shade and sheen,
- Love's KissKiss me but once, and in that space supreme
- Sigh Not for LoveSigh not for love,—the ways of love are dark!
- To DianeThe Ruddy poppies bend and bow,
- Was There Another SpringWas there another Spring than this?