Tag: English Poem
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 …
I Dare Not Ada Cambridge 1. I hear strange voices in the air. My pulses leap, I tear my hair In rage, rebellion, and despair; Yet dare …
Honour Ada Cambridge Me let the world disparage and despise — As one unfettered with its gilded chains, As one untempted by its sordid gains, Its pleasant vice, …
Home-Sick Ada Cambridge O time, great Healer! canst thou still The crying hearts that feel the knife? O great Restorer, canst thou fill The wide gaps broken out …
