Poems by Alice Meynell
The Shepherdess
... She holds her little thoughts in sight, ...
The Modern Mother
... Their rays Are near the constant earth, guides in the maze, ...
Parted
... My friend of friends, whom I shall miss, ...
To One In A Silent Time
... Who knows if last things or if first things claim thee ...
Easter Night
... On Friday, clamour and display smote him ...
The Two Poets
... Closed in this cry, closed in these thousand leaves ...
Veni Creator
... So humble things Thou hast borne for us, O God, ...
The Love Of Narcissus
... That meets him through the changing nights and days ...
West Wind In Winter
... He comes at whiles, the Winter through, ...
At Night
... Which with the straightest and the swiftest flight ...
A Poet Of One Mood
... In your ears I change not ever, bearing, for my part, ...
Parentage
... Rome, he declared them to be, in some sort, slayers of the people ...
Summer In England, 1914
... Who said 'No man hath greater love than this, ...
Future Poetry
... Through man's soul, and with earth be blent ...
Thoughts In Separation
... Who knows, they may exchange the kiss we give, ...
