Poems by Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
The Clouds That Promise A Glorious Morrow
... Brings back in thought the friends long gone, ...
Red Rock Camp
... It boots not to tell of the loving prayers that welled from that true wifes heart, ...
The Blind Man Of Jericho
... With outstretched hand and with bowed-down head ...
The Village Girl And Her High-Born Suitor
... Nay, a few short days since didst thou not say ...
THe River Saguenay
... And then thy shoresthy rock bound shores, ...
The White Maiden And The Indian Girl
... And the high close walls of each darkened room, ...
The Childs Dream
... I seek thee now, whilst thou art still on the threshold of earths strife, ...
The Vesper Hour
... That earths vain thoughts would neer intrude ...
St. Francis Of Borgia By The Coffin Of Queen Isabel
... Tis done, and with silent, revrent step ...
Charles VII And Joan Of Arc At Rheims
... The deafning shouts, the surging crowd, the incense, mounting high, ...
Our Saviours Boyhood
... That, spite His pangs, might yet be lost ...
Virgin Of Bethlehem
... Cold hearts that mocked at religions pure love ...
Husband And Wife
... And oer day-dreams vanished, oer fond hopes flown, ...
The Girl Martyr
... At length he spoke, that ruthless chief, in tones both stern and dread: ...
The Boys Appeal
... To draw from its depths some silvry prize, ...
