Poems by Robert Crawford
Religion.
... This side o' death, but 'yond the bourne ...
Song #7.
... Beneath those boughs my soul has knelt, ...
To A Baby.
... II. Two soft blue eyes whose light has lit ...
Her Glass.
... Her glass spoke truth, and fondly told her ...
Early Summer.
... Here where the heart could fold itself, and sleep ...
Song
... Though earth were heaven, &emsp ...
Evening.
... Where all must go when the earth-light they leave ...
Healthy Labour.
... A joyless power, and, like a hopeless heart, ...
A River Isle.
... That, like a wild bird in the city's din, ...
The Rustic Life.
... Though sorrow may be yours, and Death will come ...
The Unborn.
... ... They are coming to starve on the stubble ...
Madrigal #2.
... Let us laugh! Because for joy and grief ...
Life, A Language.
... Or e'er the good and great magician took ...
Bigotry.
... That for Heaven's love we do inhuman things, ...
Song #8.
... Or will they live, but mingle ...
