Poems by Louise Imogen Guiney
Friendship Broken
... I We chose the faint chill morning, friend and friend, ...
Sanctuary
... Which takes wars like a dust, and leaves but love behind ...
The Vigil-at-Arms
... Forth from this peace on manhood's way thou goest, ...
Of Joan's Youth
... The carmine grape, the moth's auroral wing ...
The Wild Ride
... There are shapes by the way, there are things that appal or entice us: &emsp ...
Brook Farm
... For whom grief is not, nor daunting, ...
In Leinster
... But once I hear the blackbird in Leighlin hedges call, ...
Saint Florent-le-Vieil
... With pastoral roofs to break the darker crest ...
On First Entering Westminster Abbey
... That with thy saints and thee I may consort, ...
The Atoning Yesterday
... We were the lark-lulled shepherdlings, that drowsed ...
Ode for a Master Mariner Ashore
... Thou friend so long withdrawn, so deaf, so dim, ...
Nocturne
... She shines the while on thee, as saint to saint ...
Summum Bonum
... For these smile on me from the thing Thou willest!" ...
Emily Brontë
... nbow flight,But all a-swing, a-gleam, mid slow uproar,Black sea, and curved uncouth sea-bitten shore ...
