Poems by Virna Sheard
The Sea-Shell
... Thou sea-scented home, so fine and fair, ...
The Petition
... We would still be friends with the winds that blow, ...
A Song Of Summer Days
... They are so sweet--so warm and sweet--Love fain would hold them fast: ...
The Lily Pond
... Through the scented dark when the night wind sighs, ...
November
... Through forest aisles while the wind chanteth low-- ...
Nocturne
... Our faith grows often faint, oft hope is spent ...
The Robin
... All Love would live for, and all Love would die for ...
At Dawn
... That day comes stepping down the hills of night, ...
The Toast
... Come, wish them well with right good will-- ...
The Crow
... Hast brought the word for which our hearts are yearning, ...
At Midnight
... Turn Thou the key upon our thoughts, dear Lord, ...
Christmas
... And watch strange things that flitter to and fro-- ...
Kismet
... -- Through sleepless nights her white lips bore ...
The Rover
... The vines hold it close in their clinging arms ...
Paeans
... There is nothing to fear in all of the world ...
