Poems by Mathilde Blind
The Abandoned
... When she comes with a snowfall of blossoms and a rustling of birds on the wing, ...
I Was Again Beside Thee In A Dream
... Night held her breath, it seemed, with all her stars: ...
Anne Hathaway's Cottage
... And this the path down which our Shakespeare ran, ...
Cross-Roads
... Our cheeks were wet with weeping, ...
The Street-Children's Dance
... Laugh through leaf and flower and grain, ...
The Wanderer
... Knows to which shore its current lies ...
Sphinx-Money
... Gleamed o'er her Plain, and vast processions rolled ...
Lassitude
... Grey linen was spread out to bleach, ...
