Helen Hunt Jackson
Helen Hunt Jackson Poems
|41.||Poppies On The Wheat||1/3/2003|
|45.||Songs Of Battle||1/3/2003|
|47.||The Angel Of Pain||4/25/2012|
|48.||The End Of Harvest||4/25/2012|
|49.||The Fir-Tree And The Brook||1/3/2003|
|50.||The Fountain Leaps As If Its Nearest Goal||4/25/2012|
|51.||The Gospel Of Mystery||4/25/2012|
|52.||The Poet's Forge||1/3/2003|
|53.||The Victory Of Patience||1/3/2003|
|55.||To An Absent Lover||1/3/2003|
|58.||Unto One Who Lies At Rest||1/3/2003|
A Calendar Of Sonnets: January
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 streams than under ice. June could not hire
Her roses to forego the strength they learn
In sleeping on thy breast. No fires can burn
The bridges thou dost lay where men desire
In vain to build.
O Heart, when Love's sun goes
To northward, and the sounds of singing cease,
Keep warm by inner fires, and rest in peace.
Sleep on content, as sleeps the patient rose.
1 When night falls on the earth, the sea
2 From east to west lies twinkling bright
3 With shining beams from beacons high
4 Which flash afar a friendly light.
5 The sailor's eyes, like eyes in prayer,
6 Turn unto them for guiding ray:
7 If storms obscure their radiance,
8 The great ships helpless grope their way.