Poems by Louise Imogen Guiney
The Lights of London
... Heaven thickens over, Heaven that cannot cure ...
A Seventeenth-Century Song
... Katheryn, To her height my heart can Tower! ...
Martyrs Memorial
... For Arts enshrining! Thus, averted straight, ...
A Song of the Lilac
... For when by night the May wind blows ...
Pax Paganica
... Slumber on. Be less than boat or bird, ...
Sunday Chimes in the City
... Forbid not these! Tho' no man heed, they shower ...
A Footnote to a Famous Lyric
... T was virtues breath inflamed your lyre, ...
Among the Flags
... And by them, tranquil spirits standing guard ...
A Friend's Song for Simoisius
... The breath of dew, and twilight's grace, ...
Peter Rugg the Bostonian
... III On some wild crag he sees the dawn ...
Open, Time
... He shall toil no more, but wake ...
The Kings
... What matter To win or to lose the whole, ...
Down Stream
... Thou hast taught me thine own thrift: ...
When on the Marge of Evening
... I think of thee (O mine the more if other eyes be sleeping!), ...
Tryste Noel
... But wo'd to-night my Teares were there, ...
