Poems by Ada Cambridge
All-Saints' Day (1868)
... Their strife all over, and their work all done: ...
The Coo Of The Cushat
... Through the woodpecker's laugh and the chirp of the titmouse,- ...
Empty
... And his paint was bright, and fresh, and fair! ...
Learn
... Search on all sides, with pain and prayer and strife ...
Desire
... With thy clear brows, thy straight and upright soul, ...
A Sigh In The Night
... Bring him now, for thou hast power to free him, ...
Mirage
... No class-strife more, neighbour with differing neighbour ...
The Dawn of God's Sabbath
... Lord, we would bring for offering ...
Looking In The Fire
... Friends come to seek them, and lay tender hands ...
A Dream Of Venice
... -waxing aye Fairer and stronger-till they seemed to mock ...
At Long Last
... Love flowers and fades like grass, and flowers again ...
Faith
... This clay knows naught - the Potter understands ...
Holy Communion
... Faith, deep and strong, that naught may undermine ...
Grey
... Feed the hungry, soothe the suffering, tell the poor of Christ,-oh, work, ...
Individuality
... Air, air for springing fancy, errant thought! ...
