Edith Nesbit

(15 August 1858 – 4 May 1924 / Kennington / Surrey / England)

Poems of Edith Nesbit

261. The Stolen God--Lazarus To Dives 4/19/2010
262. The Temptation 4/19/2010
263. The Things That Matter 4/19/2010
264. The Three Kings 4/19/2010
265. The Touchstone 4/19/2010
266. The Treasure 4/19/2010
267. The Tree Of Knowledge 4/19/2010
268. The Vain Spell 4/19/2010
269. The Vault--After Sedgmoor 4/19/2010
270. The Veil Of Maya 4/19/2010
271. The Way Of Love 4/19/2010
272. The Way Of The Wood 4/19/2010
273. The Whirligig Of Time 4/19/2010
274. The Wife Of All Ages 4/19/2010
275. The Will To Live 4/19/2010
276. These Little Ones 4/19/2010
277. This Desirable Mansion 4/19/2010
278. Through The Wood 4/19/2010
279. To A Child 4/19/2010
280. To A Tulip-Bulb 4/19/2010

The Island

Does the wind sing in your ears at night, in the town,
Rattling the windows and doors of the cheap-built place?
Do you hear its song as it flies over marsh and down?
Do you feel the kiss that the wind leaves here on my face?
Or, wrapt in a lamplit quiet, do you restrain
Thoughts that would take the wind's way hither to me,
And bid them rest safe-anchored, nor tempt again
The tumult, and torment, and passion that live in the sea?

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