Poems by Robert Crawford
For Lillian
... There are sweet flowers that bloom in ways forlorn ...
The Gleaners.
... In everything, As they who in the young world gleaning ...
The Joy Of Life.
... O Time! To dance unto the piping of desire, ...
Song #4.
... They have been here and had this light ...
A Mother's Loss.
... Brushed from her eyes the precious drops of love, ...
The Fruit Of Love's Desire.
... And when they have the sweet thing ate ...
Ghosts.
... They hark the still hours chime ...
Urania's Lover.
... Thou'rt called to Love's high hest, soul-wooer thou ...
In The Grass.
... In the grass in the dark and sobbed, "Would God that the end might be!" ...
The Comic Preacher.
... "What proof have you the good man is a fool, ...
A Father's Fear.
... Oh God! if hands and feet should fail, ...
Inspiration.
... There's a wind that sweeps through the day and night, ...
Cheery Old Age.
... in fine, Go up and down the thoroughfares of thought, ...
Patriotism.
... dying thus, The welfare of our land shall live with us ...
The Retreat.
... Until the change shall come that brings ...
