Dinah Maria Mulock Craik

(20 April 1826 - 12 October 1887 / Stoke-on-Trent / England)

Dinah Maria Mulock Craik Poems

41. By The Alma River 4/13/2010
42. Cathair Fhargus 4/13/2010
43. Coeur De Lion 4/13/2010
44. Constancy In Inconstancy 4/13/2010
45. Cousin Robert 4/13/2010
46. Dante To Beatrice 4/13/2010
47. David’s Child 4/13/2010
48. Day By Day 4/13/2010
49. Edenland 4/13/2010
50. Eudoxia. First Picture 4/13/2010
51. Eudoxia. Second Picture 4/13/2010
52. Eudoxia. Third Picture 4/13/2010
53. Faithful In Vanity-Fair 4/13/2010
54. Fallen In The Night! 4/13/2010
55. Fishermen—not Of Galilee 4/13/2010
56. For Music 4/13/2010
57. Four Years 4/13/2010
58. Grace Of Clydeside 4/13/2010
59. Green Things Growing 4/13/2010
60. Guns Of Peace 4/13/2010
61. Her Likeness 4/13/2010
62. Her Likeness 4/13/2010
63. Immutable 4/13/2010
64. In Memoriam 4/13/2010
65. In Our Boat 4/13/2010
66. In The Junetwilight 4/13/2010
67. Labor Is Prayer 4/13/2010
68. Leonora 4/13/2010
69. Lettice 4/13/2010
70. Life Returning 4/13/2010
71. Living: After A Death 4/13/2010
72. Looking Death In The Face 4/13/2010
73. Looking East 4/13/2010
74. Lost In The Mist 4/13/2010
75. Mary’s Wedding 4/13/2010
76. Michael The Archangel 4/13/2010
77. Mine 4/13/2010
78. Moon-Struck 4/13/2010
79. Mortality 1/1/2004
80. My Christian Name 4/13/2010
Best Poem of Dinah Maria Mulock Craik

A Marriage-Table

THERE was a marriage-table where One sate,
Haply, unnoticed, till they craved His aid:
Thenceforward does it seem that He has made
All virtuous marriage-tables consecrate:
And so, at this, where without pomp or state
We sit, and only say, or mute, are fain
To wish the simple words 'God bless these twain!'
I think that He who 'in the midst' doth wait
Oft-times, would not abjure our prayerful cheer,
But, as at Cana, list with gracious ear
To us, beseeching, that the Love divine
May ever at their household table sit,
Make all His servants who ...

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Only A Woman

"She loves with love that cannot tire:
And if, ah, woe! she loves alone,
Through passionate duty love flames higher,
As grass grows taller round a stone."
Coventry Patmore.
SO, the truth's out. I 'll grasp it like a snake, --
It will not slay me. My heart shall not break
Awhile, if only for the children's sake.
For his too, somewhat. Let him stand unblamed;

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