Poems by Mathilde Blind
Love's Phantom
... Ah, fickle as love, false sleep, ...
A Winter Landscape
... And winds, now shrieking loud, now whimpering low, ...
In The St. Gotthardt Pass
... Wild peaks still fluctuate between dark and bright, ...
The Hunter's Moon
... High o'er the close-cropped plain ...
Christmas Eve
... Feel the old pang pierce through the severing years, ...
The Wind
... Oh how he sobbed and shrieked, and howled and roared, ...
To a Friend
... And seen, through nights of storm and wrath, ...
Roman Anemones
... Violet and rose and vermeil white, ...
Motherhood
... As shrieks the night-wind through an ill-shut pane- ...
Snow Or Snowdrops?
... The fair firstling stars of night ...
If You But Knew
... Till love had healed me through and through, ...
Evensong
... On refluent seas, doth Shakespeare's spirit gleam ...
Love-Trilogy
... To that garden where love stood in blossom with the red and white hawthorn of May ...
Beauty
... That from yourself yourself would wrench apart, ...
The Sleeping Beauty
... O'er leagues of new-ploughed land and heathery leas, ...
