Poems by Muriel Stuart
Madala Goes By The Orphanage
... Housed, fathered by the State, and she had grown ...
The Thief of Beauty
... II When Beauty lies hand-folded, pale and still, ...
The Harebell
... Though before sun goes you are long gone hence, ...
Christ at Carnival
... " "Thou knowest, Lord, thou knowest, I have not striven, ...
Man and his Makers
... 4. Those that have dreamed me shall out-wake me, ...
A Chicot
... All sorts of things that none would guess ...
Tintagel
... Thundered through the scream of rain ...
For Fasting Days
... Greener leaves than yours are lost in every spring ...
The Fools
... " The cupboard gasped, "Their clothes are here ...
Change
... But though I change, thou shalt not change with me, ...
Now
... While Youth, with laughter, scatters tears that fall ...
At a Life's End
... To-night the world is stunned with gloom, ...
The Chalice of Circe
... Scorched them and scattered them, tortured and tattered them, ...
Mrs. Effingham's Swan Song
... How women live who have no lovers and no answer for life's grey monotonies ...
To-----
... You walked with Christ, poor fool, and knew it not! ...
