Poems by Celia Thaxter
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Slumber Song
... Be soothed and comforted, be loved and blessed ...
A Tryst
... Ere their pale lips could frame a speechless prayer, ...
Imprisoned
... Listen, she says, it has a tale to tell, ...
Karen
... Makes her pale cheek burn and her dark eyes shine! ...
Connoisseurs
... See the blue coats and gray coats, -I'm sorry ...
The Sandpiper
... The scattered drift-wood, bleached and dry ...
Courage
... Dark skies must clear, and when the clouds are past ...
The Pimpernel
... The world holds naught save one white sail ...
Song
... Burnt with dull carmine through and through, ...
Compensation
... Dawn's flush, noon's blaze and sunset's tender light! ...
Guests
... fairy fine! Proud am I to offer you a field for your grace- ...
Spring
... As their soft hands can hold ...
Land-Locked
... Beauty and fragrance, wealth of sound and sight, ...
Thora
... Though the wild wind tosses they bright brown locks, ...
Off Shore
... And vanish, dream-like, gray, and cold, and strange ...
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