Poems by Dora Sigerson Shorter
In The Carlyle House, Chelsea
... And spoke to that great world shut from these walls ...
Cupid Slain
... Till I turned and slew him, ...
Gray Eyes
... While the drip, drip, drip of the rain, ...
They Did Not See Thy Face
... They praised thy fairness and held dear thy meekness and thy grace ...
A Students Song
... I would drink till I grew gay and mellow, ...
Herod
... I would find A people, then unborn, yet for whose sake ...
The Me Within Thee Blind!
... In my grief I go from church to church, from clime to clime, ...
In A Wood
... Let loose a withered leaf that falls behind, ...
The Fetch
... What first he heard was his own love's name, ...
The Deserted Lover
... Through sweet green woods with heart of stone, ...
The Star
... There it shone purely bright, faithful as planets shine, ...
In The Midst Of Life
... All the long day there passed me on their way ...
Mans Discontent
... I thought her soft arms too slender, and the smooth young cheek too clear, ...
Sixteen Dead Men
... Tea, they shall come again, breath of our breath ...
The Piper On The Hills
... The wind, the wind, the wind, the wind, ...
