Augusta Davies Webster
Born in January 30, 1837 / Died in September 5, 1894 / United Kingdom / English
Poems by Augusta Davies Webster
The Manuscript of Saint Alexius
... Give me fruit, give me fruit, oh Christ give my earned fruit, ...
Hark the sky-lark in the cloud
... In the shining days like these ...
A Comrade
... Then she said "After blight the boughs are bare, ...
News to the king, good news for all
... We have beaten the rebels and crushed them down ...
A Coarse Morning
... And their graves are long green that were tossed to land ...
The Sky-Larks Song
... Dear earth-born lark, sing on, sing clear, ...
A Preacher
... Though, were't not for belief, 'Tis far from proved" - ...
My Loss
... And their sweetness was beyond delight, ...
Her Memories
... Fresh garlands of the flowers that pleased her best, ...
The Happiest Girl in the World
... He, with his man's straight purpose, thinking "wife," ...
In After Years
... What, we grow wiser when years are o'er, ...
A Summer Mood
... Spent tides heap treasures from the deep sea streams ...
Marjory
... so goodbye. Thou hast Love's rose, and tend it without fail ...
Tell me not of morrows, sweet
... Watch for all to-day's new flowers, ...
Tis Hard
... We learn full breath, how rich of the air we are! ...
