Florence Earle Coates Poems

Sorrow, quit me for a while!
Wintry days are over;
Hope again, with April smile,
Violets sows and clover.
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Further and further we leave the scene
Of war - and of England's care;
I try to keep my mind serene -
But my heart stays there;
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'The Smile,' they called her -- 'La Sourire'; and fair --
A sculptured angel on the northern door
Of the Cathedral's west façade -- she wore
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SILENT amidst unbroken silence deep
Of dateless years, in loneliness supreme,
She pondered patiently one mighty theme,
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SHE dances,
And I seem to be
In primrose vales of Sicily,
Beside the streams once looked upon
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FOR me the jasmine buds unfold
And silver daisies star the lea,
The crocus hoards the sunset gold,
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THE KNELL that dooms the voiceless and obscure
Stills Memnon’s music with its ghostly chime;
Strength is as weakness in the clasp of Time,
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HOW beautiful to live as thou didst live!
How beautiful to die as thou didst die,—
In moonlight of the night, without a sigh,
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Was it worth while to paint so fair
Thy every leaf - to vein with faultless art
Each petal, taking the boon light and air
Of summer so to heart?
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Better to die, where gallant men are dying,
Than to live on with them that basely fly;
Better to fall, the soulless Fates defying,
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