Helen Hunt Jackson
Calendar Of Sonnets by Helen Hunt Jackson

Calendar Of Sonnets by Helen Hunt Jackson

Month which the warring ancients strangely styled The month of war,--as if in their fierce ways Were any month of peace!--in thy rough days I find no war in Nature, though the ...

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A Calendar Of Sonnets: November by Helen Hunt Jackson

A Calendar Of Sonnets: November by Helen Hunt Jackson

This is the treacherous month when autumn days With summer's voice come bearing summer's gifts. Beguiled, the pale down-trodden aster lifts Her head and blooms again. The soft, ...

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Doubt by Helen Hunt Jackson

Doubt by Helen Hunt Jackson

1 They bade me cast the thing away, 2 They pointed to my hands all bleeding,3 They listened not to all my pleading;4 The thing I meant I could not say;5 I knew that I should rue ...

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A Calendar Of Sonnets: March by Helen Hunt Jackson

A Calendar Of Sonnets: March by Helen Hunt Jackson

Month which the warring ancients strangely styled The month of war,--as if in their fierce ways Were any month of peace!--in thy rough days I find no war in Nature, though the ...

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A Calendar Of Sonnets: July by Helen Hunt Jackson

A Calendar Of Sonnets: July by Helen Hunt Jackson

Some flowers are withered and some joys have died; The garden reeks with an East Indian scent From beds where gillyflowers stand weak and spent; The white heat pales the skies ...

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A Calendar Of Sonnets: October by Helen Hunt Jackson

A Calendar Of Sonnets: October by Helen Hunt Jackson

The month of carnival of all the year, When Nature lets the wild earth go its way, And spend whole seasons on a single day. The spring-time holds her white and purple dear; ...

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A Dream by Helen Hunt Jackson

A Dream by Helen Hunt Jackson

I dreamed that I ws dead and crossed the heavens,-- Heavens after heavens with burning feet and swift,-- And cried: "O God, where art Thou?" I left one On earth, whose burden I ...

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A Calendar Of Sonnets: December by Helen Hunt Jackson

A Calendar Of Sonnets: December by Helen Hunt Jackson

The lakes of ice gleam bluer than the lakes Of water 'neath the summer sunshine gleamed: Far fairer than when placidly it streamed, The brook its frozen architecture makes, And ...

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Freedom by Helen Hunt Jackson

Freedom by Helen Hunt Jackson

What freeman knoweth freedom? Never he Whose father's father through long lives have reigned O'er kingdoms which mere heritage attained. Though from his youth to age he roam as ...

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September by Helen Hunt Jackson

September by Helen Hunt Jackson

1 The golden-rod is yellow; 2 The corn is turning brown;3 The trees in apple orchards4 With fruit are bending down.5 The gentian's bluest fringes6 Are curling in the sun;7 In ...

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Death by Helen Hunt Jackson

Death by Helen Hunt Jackson

My body, eh? Friend Death, how now? Why all this tedious pomp of writ? Thou hast reclaimed it sure and slow For half a century bit by bit.In faith thou knowest more to-day Than I ...

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A Calendar Of Sonnets: April by Helen Hunt Jackson

A Calendar Of Sonnets: April by Helen Hunt Jackson

No days such honored days as these! While yet Fair Aphrodite reigned, men seeking wide For some fair thing which should forever bide On earth, her beauteous memory to set In ...

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The Fir-Tree And The Brook by Helen Hunt Jackson

The Fir-Tree And The Brook by Helen Hunt Jackson

The Fir-Tree looked on stars, but loved the Brook! "O silver-voiced! if thou wouldst wait, My love can bravely woo." All smiles forsook The brook's white face. "Too late! Too ...

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October’s Bright Blue Weather by Helen Hunt Jackson

October’s Bright Blue Weather by Helen Hunt Jackson

O suns and skies and clouds of June, And flowers of June together, Ye cannot rival for one hour October's bright blue weather;When loud the bumblebee makes haste, Belated, ...

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A Calendar Of Sonnets: May by Helen Hunt Jackson

A Calendar Of Sonnets: May by Helen Hunt Jackson

O Month when they who love must love and wed! Were one to go to worlds where May is naught, And seek to tell the memories he had brought From earth of thee, what were most fitly ...

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Chance by Helen Hunt Jackson

Chance by Helen Hunt Jackson

These things wondering I saw beneath the sun: That never yet the race was to the swift, The fight unto the mightiest to lift, Nor favors unto men whose skill had done Great works, ...

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Crossed Threads by Helen Hunt Jackson

Crossed Threads by Helen Hunt Jackson

The silken threads by viewless spinners spun, Which float so idly on the summer air, And help to make each summer morning fair, Shining like silver in the summer sun, Are caught ...

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A Calendar Of Sonnets: September by Helen Hunt Jackson

A Calendar Of Sonnets: September by Helen Hunt Jackson

O golden month! How high thy gold is heaped! The yellow birch-leaves shine like bright coins strung On wands; the chestnut's yellow pennons tongue To every wind its harvest ...

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A Calendar Of Sonnets: June by Helen Hunt Jackson

A Calendar Of Sonnets: June by Helen Hunt Jackson

O month whose promise and fulfilment blend, And burst in one! it seems the earth can store In all her roomy house no treasure more; Of all her wealth no farthing have to spend On ...

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An Arctic Quest by Helen Hunt Jackson

An Arctic Quest by Helen Hunt Jackson

O proudly name their names who bravely sail To seek brave lost in Arctic snows and seas! Bring money and bring ships, and on strong knees Pray prayers so strong that not one word ...

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A Last Prayer by Helen Hunt Jackson

A Last Prayer by Helen Hunt Jackson

FATHER, I scarcely dare to pray,So clear I see, now it is done,That I have wasted half my day,And left my work but just begun;So clear I see that things I thought Were right or ...

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Two Truths by Helen Hunt Jackson

Two Truths by Helen Hunt Jackson

Darling,' he said, 'I never meantTo hurt you;' and his eyes were wet.'I would not hurt you for the world:Am I to blame if I forget?''Forgive my selfish tears!' she cried,'Forgive! ...

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A Calendar Of Sonnets: August by Helen Hunt Jackson

A Calendar Of Sonnets: August by Helen Hunt Jackson

Silence again. The glorious symphony Hath need of pause and interval of peace. Some subtle signal bids all sweet sounds cease, Save hum of insects' aimless industry. Pathetic ...

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Poppies On The Wheat by Helen Hunt Jackson

Poppies On The Wheat by Helen Hunt Jackson

Along Ancona's hills the shimmering heat, A tropic tide of air with ebb and flow Bathes all the fields of wheat until they glow Like flashing seas of green, which toss and beat ...

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Emigravit by Helen Hunt Jackson

Emigravit by Helen Hunt Jackson

WITH sails full set, the ship her anchor weighs.Strange names shine out beneath her figure head.What glad farewells with eager eyes are said!What cheer for him who goes, and him ...

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God’s Light-Houses by Helen Hunt Jackson

God’s Light-Houses by Helen Hunt Jackson

1 When night falls on the earth, the sea 2 From east to west lies twinkling bright3 With shining beams from beacons high4 Which flash afar a friendly light.5 The sailor's eyes, ...

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A Calendar Of Sonnets: January by Helen Hunt Jackson

A Calendar Of Sonnets: January by Helen Hunt Jackson

O Winter! frozen pulse and heart of fire, What loss is theirs who from thy kingdom turn Dismayed, and think thy snow a sculptured urn Of death! Far sooner in midsummer tire The ...

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Coronation by Helen Hunt Jackson

Coronation by Helen Hunt Jackson

At the king's gate the subtle noonWove filmy yellow nets of sun;Into the drowsy snare too soonThe guards fell one by one.Through the king's gate, unquestioned then,A beggar went ...

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A Calendar Of Sonnets: February by Helen Hunt Jackson

A Calendar Of Sonnets: February by Helen Hunt Jackson

Still lie the sheltering snows, undimmed and white; And reigns the winter's pregnant silence still; No sign of spring, save that the catkins fill, And willow stems grow daily red ...

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The Poet’s Forge by Helen Hunt Jackson

The Poet’s Forge by Helen Hunt Jackson

He lies on his back, the idling smith, A lazy, dreaming fellow is he; The sky is blue, or the sky is gray, He lies on his back the livelong day, Not a tool in sight, say what they ...

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Danger by Helen Hunt Jackson

Danger by Helen Hunt Jackson

With what a childish and short-sighted sense Fear seeks for safety; recons up the days Of danger and escape, the hours and ways Of death; it breathless flies the pestilence; It ...

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Died by Helen Hunt Jackson

Died by Helen Hunt Jackson

Not by the death that kills the body. Nay,By that which even Christ bade us to fearHath died my dead.Ah, me! if on a bierI could but see him lifeless stretched to-day,I 'd bathe ...

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My Bees: An Allegory by Helen Hunt Jackson

My Bees: An Allegory by Helen Hunt Jackson

"O bees, sweet bees!" I said, "that nearest field Is shining white with fragrant immortelles. Fly swiftly there and drain those honey wells." Then, spicy pines the sunny hive to ...

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My Strawberry by Helen Hunt Jackson

My Strawberry by Helen Hunt Jackson

O marvel, fruit of fruits, I pause To reckon thee. I ask what cause Set free so much of red from heats At core of earth, and mixed such sweets With sour and spice: what was that ...

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Silence Again by Helen Hunt Jackson

Silence Again by Helen Hunt Jackson

Silence again. The glorious symphonyHath need of pause and interval of peace.Some subtle signal bids all sweet sounds cease,Save hum of insects' aimless industry.Pathetic summer ...

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Refrain by Helen Hunt Jackson

Refrain by Helen Hunt Jackson

Of all the songs which poets sing The ones which are most sweet Are those which at close intervals A low refrain repeat; Some tender word, some syllable, Over and over, ever and ...

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Best by Helen Hunt Jackson

Best by Helen Hunt Jackson

Mother, I see you with your nursery light,Leading your babies, all in white,To their sweet rest;Christ, the Good Shepherd, carries mine tonight,And that is best.I cannot help ...

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New Year’s Morning by Helen Hunt Jackson

New Year’s Morning by Helen Hunt Jackson

Only a night from old to new! Only a night, and so much wrought! The Old Year's heart all weary grew, But said: The New Year rest has brought." The Old Year's hopes its heart laid ...

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At Last by Helen Hunt Jackson

At Last by Helen Hunt Jackson

O the years I lost before I knew you,Love!O, the hills I climbed and came not to you,Love!Ah! who shall render unto us to makeUs gladThe things which for and of each other's ...

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To An Absent Lover by Helen Hunt Jackson

To An Absent Lover by Helen Hunt Jackson

That so much change should come when thou dost go, Is mystery that I cannot ravel quite. The very house seems dark as when the light Of lamps goes out. Each wonted thing doth grow ...

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How Was It by Helen Hunt Jackson

How Was It by Helen Hunt Jackson

Why ask, dear one? I think I cannot tell,More than I know how clouds so sudden liftFrom mountains, or how snowflakes float and drift,Or springs leave hills. One secret and one ...

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Forgiven by Helen Hunt Jackson

Forgiven by Helen Hunt Jackson

I dreamed so dear a dream of you last night!I thought you came. I was so glad, so gay,I whispered, 'Those were foolish words to say;I meant them not. I cannot bear the sightOf our ...

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Spinning by Helen Hunt Jackson

Spinning by Helen Hunt Jackson

Like a blind spinner in the sun,I tread my days;I know that all the threads will runAppointed ways;I know each day will bring its task,And, being blind, no more I ask.I do not ...

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Couleur De Rose by Helen Hunt Jackson

Couleur De Rose by Helen Hunt Jackson

All things to-day 'Couleur de rose,'I see,-oh, why?I know, and my dear love she knows,Why, oh, why!On both my eyes her lips she set,All red and warm and dewy wet,As she passed ...

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Habeas Corpus by Helen Hunt Jackson

Habeas Corpus by Helen Hunt Jackson

1 My body, eh? Friend Death, how now? 2 Why all this tedious pomp of writ?3 Thou hast reclaimed it sure and slow4 For half a century bit by bit.5 In faith thou knowest more ...

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Where? by Helen Hunt Jackson

Where? by Helen Hunt Jackson

My snowy eupatorium has dropped Its silver threads of petals in the night; No signal told its blossoming had stopped; Its seed-films flutter silent, ghostly white: No answer stirs ...

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Draxy’s Hymn by Helen Hunt Jackson

Draxy’s Hymn by Helen Hunt Jackson

I cannot think but God must knowAbout the thing I long for so;I know He is so good, so kind,I cannot think but He will findSome way to help, some way to showMe to the thing I long ...

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The Fountain Leaps As If Its Nearest Goal by Helen Hunt Jackson

The Fountain Leaps As If Its Nearest Goal by Helen Hunt Jackson

The fountain leaps as if its nearest goalWere sky, and shines as if its life were light.No crystal prism flashes on our sightSuch radiant splendor of the rainbow's wholeOf color. ...

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The Gospel Of Mystery by Helen Hunt Jackson

The Gospel Of Mystery by Helen Hunt Jackson

Good tidings every day,God's messengers ride fast.We do not hear one half they say,There is such noise on the highway,Where we must wait while they ride past.Their banners blaze ...

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Tryst by Helen Hunt Jackson

Tryst by Helen Hunt Jackson

Somewhere thou awaitest, And I, with lips unkissed, Weep that thus to latest Thou puttest off our tryst!The golden bowls are broken, The silver cords untwine; Almond flowers in ...

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