Poems by Edith Nesbit
Hopes
... Like life's mysterious force that thrills the earth-- ...
The Vault--After Sedgmoor
... . . Shout once, shout once for the King ...
Spring Song
... Doors barred and windows shuttered fast, ...
Chloe
... Hear the dirge the green trees sing to end your story:-- ...
At The Last
... The world's so wide, I seek it through, ...
The Poor Man's Guest
... " Low laughed my guest: "Kind friend!" said he, ...
Baby's Birthday
... Those hands to hold the right be strong, ...
Quieta Ne Movete
... Forget the past, with all its strife and stain, ...
Margaret
... To the south wind who loves you, tell him this: ...
Parting
... Bright grows the whole thought-world that was so black, ...
Work
... And when his first week's work was done ...
At Evening Time There Shall Be Light
... Their sheltering trees writhed all awry, ...
Love Guerdons
... No one's heart but mine has beat and bled for you, ...
Betrayed
... Still lay, dropped there when last you dressed, ...
La Derniere Robe De Soi
... Your ill-trained soul full false has played me-- ...
