Tag: English Poem
All-Saints’ Day Ada Cambridge Never to weary more, nor suffer sorrow,— Their strife all over, and their work all done: At peace—and only waiting for the morrow; Heaven’s …
All-Saints’ Day (1867) Ada Cambridge Blessed are they whose baby-souls are bright, Whose brows are sealèd with the cross of light, Whom God Himself has deign’d to robe …
After Our Likeness Ada Cambridge Before me now a little picture lies— A little shadow of a childish face, Childishly sweet, yet with the dawning grace Of thought …
Afar Off Ada Cambridge 1. Is it a will o’ the wisp, or is dawn breaking, That our horizon wears so strange a hue? Is it but …
Advent Hymn Ada Cambridge Another mile—a year Pass’d by for ever! And the warnings swell From upper heaven to darkest depths of hell,— O we are drawing near! …
A Wife’s Protest Ada Cambridge 1. Like a white snowdrop in the spring From child to girl I grew, And thought no thought, and heard no word …
A Street Riot Ada Cambridge Poor, hapless souls! at whom we stand aghast, As at invading armies sweeping by — As strange to haggard face and desperate cry …
A Story At Dusk Ada Cambridge An evening all aglow with summer light And autumn colour—fairest of the year. The wheat-fields, crowned with shocks of tawny gold, …
A Sigh in The Night Ada Cambridge O sweet darkness, still, and calm, and lonely! Spread thy downy pinions round about. Spare me from thy hidden riches only …
A Sermon Ada Cambridge Midsummer, 1867. We have heard many sermons, you and I, And many more may hear, When sitting quiet in cathedral nave, With folded palms …
