Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
Dinah Maria Mulock Craik Poems
|122.||The Unfinished Book||4/13/2010|
|123.||The Unknown Country||4/13/2010|
|124.||The Voice Calling||4/13/2010|
|125.||The Wind At Night||4/13/2010|
|126.||The Wren’s Nest||4/13/2010|
|127.||Thoughts In A Wheat-Field||4/13/2010|
|128.||To A Beautiful Woman||4/13/2010|
|129.||To My Godchild Alice||4/13/2010|
|132.||Twilight In The North||4/13/2010|
|133.||Until Her Death||4/13/2010|
|136.||When Green Leaves Come Again||4/13/2010|
|137.||Will Sail Tomorrow||4/13/2010|
|139.||Year After Year: A Love Song.||4/13/2010|
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."
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;
None say, he gave me less than honor claimed,
Except -- one trifle scarcely worth being named --
The heart. That 's gone. The corrupt dead might be
As easily raised...
A Lancashire Doxology
"PRAISE God from whom all blessings flow."
Praise Him who sendeth joy and woe.
The Lord who takes, -- the Lord who gives, --
O praise Him, all that dies, and lives.
He opens and He shuts his hand,
But why, we cannot understand:
Pours and dries up his mercies' flood,
And yet is still All-perfect Good.
We fathom not the mighty plan,