Were I a skilful painter, My pencil, not my pen, Should try to teach thee hope and fear; And who should blame me then? Fear of...

O sister, God is very good-- Thou art a woman now: O sister, be thy womanhood A baptism on thy brow! For what?--Do ancient s...

I. Take of the first fruits, Father, of thy care, Wrapped in the fresh leaves of my gratitude Late waked for early gifts ill u...

To God and man be simply true: Do as thou hast been wont to do: Or, Of the old more in the new: Mean all the same when said to y...

I walked all night: the darkness did not yield. Around me fell a mist, a weary rain, Enduring long; till a faint dawn revealed ...

They give Him freely all they can, They give Him clothes and food; In this rejoicing, that the Man Is not ashamed they should. ...

For eighteen years, O patient soul, Thine eyes have sought thy grave; Thou seest not thy other goal, Nor who is nigh to save. ...

Near him she stole, rank after rank; She feared approach too loud; She touched his garment's hem, and shrank Back in the shelter...

She washes them with sorrow sweet, She wipes them with her hair; Her kisses soothe the weary feet, To all her kisses bare. T...

She says within: "It is a man, A man of mother born; She is a woman--I am one, Alive this holy morn." Filled with ...

The empty pitcher to the pool She bore in listless mood: In haste she turned; the pitcher full Beside the water stood. To he...

A still dark joy. A sudden face, Cold daylight, footsteps, cries; The temple's naked, shining space, Aglare with judging eyes. ...

Here much and little change their name With changing need and time; But more and less new judgments claim, Where all things are ...

Away from living man's abode The tides of sorrow sweep, Bearing a dead man on the road To where the weary sleep. And dow...

Alas! 'tis cold and dark; The wind all night has sung a wintry tune; Hail from black clouds that swallowed up the moon Has b...

My little child receives my gift, A simple piece of bread; But to her mouth she doth not lift The love in bread conveyed, Till on ...

"Bestow her prayer, and let her go; She crieth after us." Nay, to the dogs ye cast it so; Help not a woman thus. T...

Ah mother! for thy children bold, But doubtful of thy quest, Thou begg'st a boon ere it be told, Avoiding wisdom's test. ...

1. Mary, to thee the heart was given For infant hand to hold, Thus clasping, an eternal heaven, The great earth in its fold....

"Thou wanderest in the land of dreams, O man of many songs; To thee the actual only seems-- No realm to thee belongs."...