Poems by Isabel Ecclestone Mackay
The Piper
... They have fled down the years of a world that was young ...
A Pilgrim
... 'Twould be a star in starless heaven, to show ...
Give Me A Day
... Only a day--it's worth you scarce could tell ...
On The Mountain
... The wind's great laugh as he flings it wide! ...
The Banshee
... (Close fast the shutter and draw the blind!) ...
The Homesteader
... With miles and miles of unused sky, and miles of unturned loam, ...
I Love My Love
... I love my love for she is like the mirror of the moon, ...
Indian Summer
... When you break the spell that holds you, ...
Callous Cupid
... Does not care for lover's weeping! ...
The Witch
... "Witch, Witch!" they cried and hissed their hate-- ...
To-Day
... A door-- Through the windows we may look ...
The Prophet
... The very clouds which veiled the heaven they sought ...
I Whispered To The Bobolink
... " "Alas, poor lover," sighed the rose, ...
The Child
... What light has earth to give me for the light that heaven beguiled ...
Sad One, Must You Weep
... I would wear a grass green dress, ...
