Poems by Jean Blewett
Youth and June
... dead, The brightness and the beauty of the dream ...
What Time the Morning Stars Arise
... ' He guides his craftelate and strong ...
The Passage
... O soul on God's high seas! look to your course with care, ...
For He Was Scotch, and So Was She
... With what they earned and what they spent, ...
The Usurer
... Is ours, O Prince, beyond recall ...
At Quebec
... She lies, touched with the sunset's golden grace, ...
Margaret
... Her mouth-full lipped, and subtly sweet ...
Her Portrait
... Traced tender eyes, wide brow, and changing blush, ...
Chore Time
... Above their headsthere's no frost here ...
All Love Asks
... A faith unswerving through cold or heatTill the heart where Love lodges forgets to beat ...
The Grave
... done,Where the earth mother folds us close and near, And the latch string waits for the laggard one ...
The Mother's Lecture
... m so glad we've had this chat,You're growing so like your father-- You might thank the Lord for that ...
The Mullein Meadow
... round on the hillside, A playhouse in the glade,With mulleins for a garden, And mulleins for a shade ...
