Margaret Junkin Preston

Poems (5)

• A Grave in Hollywood Cemetery, Richmond

  I read the marble-lettered name, / And half in bitterness I said: …

• Myrrh-Bearers

  Three women crept at break of day / A-grope along the shadowy way …

• The Hero of the Commune

  “garÇon! you—you / Snared along with this cursed crew? …

• The Vision of the Snow

  “she has gone to be with the angels;” / So they had always said …

• “Under the shade of the trees”

  [The last words of Stonewall Jackson 1 were: “Let us cross the river and rest under the shade of the trees.”] / WHAT are the thoughts that are stirring his breast? …