Poems by Helen Hunt Jackson
The Fir-Tree and the Brook
... O Brook, I follow thee! All torn and bruised with mark of adze and chain, ...
The Poet's Forge
... The powers of the air are in league with him ...
The Victory of Patience
... greatest and least alike, thou rul'st their fate,-- ...
Tides
... When, loosing his strong arms from round thy feet, ...
To an Absent Lover
... That so much change should come when thou dost go, ...
Tryst
... Have bloomed,---that I am thine!Others who would fly thee ...
Two Truths
... I knew it was that you forgot!'But all the same, deep in her heart ...
Unto one who lies at rest
... In the sun-warmed, bounteous West, ...
Where?
... Its seed-films flutter silent, ghostly white: ...
Emigravit
... Fair skies, rich lands, new homes, and untried days &emsp ...
Poppies in the Wheat
... Like flashing seas of green, which toss and beat ...
Best
... Their fingers in yours, and their bright curls shine ...
Silence again
... Some subtle signal bids all sweet sounds cease, ...
Opportunity
... Through fragrant wooded pass, this glimpse I bought, ...
A Last Prayer
... The souls I might have helped to save ...
