Midnight Ada Cambridge 1. The night is clear and still. The moon rides high. The green leaves whisper where the soft winds blow. Above, the stars shine …
Mates Ada Cambridge It boots not to retrace the path To ages dim and hoar, When Man, at the domestic hearth, First learned the art of war, And …
Lord Nevil’s Advice Ada Cambridge “Friend,” quoth Lord Nevil, “thou art young To face the world, and thou art blind To subtle ways of womankind; The meshes thou …
Looking in The Fire Ada Cambridge The snow falls soft and thick. My cedar bough Sways up and down, and scratches on the glass. The wind sighs in …
London Ada Cambridge The gorgeous stream of England’s wealth goes by, Mixed with the mud and refuse, as of old — The hungry, homeless, naked, sick and cold; …
Listening Ada Cambridge 1. When earth’s winter bareness Feels the April rain, All her summer fairness Comes to life again. So my spirit quickens to that magic …
Learn Ada Cambridge Learn, learn, learn,— Our beautiful world is not a field for sheep; Not just a place wherein to laugh and weep, To eat and drink, …
Influence Ada Cambridge As in the deeps of embryonic night, Out of unfathomable obscurities Of Nature’s womb, the little life-germs rise, Pushing and pulsing upward to the light; …
Individuality Ada Cambridge Phew! ‘T’is a stuffy and a stupid place, This social edifice by Custom wrought – This fenced enclosure wherein all are caught, The great and …
In Memoriam Ada Cambridge “He asked life of thee, and thou gavest him a long life, even for ever and ever.” Life—length of days—the time to work …
