Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall

(14 September 1883 – 19 April 1922 / Gunnersbury, London)

Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall Poems

1. Marching Men 1/3/2003
2. Mary Tired 4/20/2010
3. Bartimeus Grown Old 4/20/2010
4. Daisy Time 1/3/2003
5. I Shall Not Go With Pain 4/20/2010
6. Duna 4/20/2010
7. Adam And Eve 1/3/2003
8. For All Prisoners And Captives 4/20/2010
9. A Child’s Song 4/20/2010
10. Again 4/20/2010
11. The Green Month 4/20/2010
12. The Shepherd Boy 4/20/2010
13. Evening 4/20/2010
14. Dedication 4/20/2010
15. English Flowers 4/20/2010
16. Finis 1/3/2003
17. Exile 1/3/2003
18. Dawn 4/20/2010
19. Inheritance 4/20/2010
20. A Saxon Epitaph 1/3/2003
21. Youth’s End 4/20/2010
22. Fame 4/20/2010
23. Ecclesiastes 4/20/2010
24. The House’s Setting 4/20/2010
25. To Alcithoë 4/20/2010
26. The Lamp Of Poor Souls 1/3/2003
27. Frost Song 4/20/2010
28. The Immortal 4/20/2010
29. Canada To England 4/20/2010
30. Bega 4/20/2010
31. St. Yve’s Poor 4/20/2010
32. The Pool 4/20/2010
33. Armorel 4/20/2010
34. My Father He Was A Fisherman 4/20/2010
35. Sheep 4/20/2010
36. The Lovers Of Marchaid 4/20/2010
37. Serenade 4/20/2010
38. Going Home 4/20/2010
39. In The Gardens Of Shushan 4/20/2010
40. Three Island Songs 4/20/2010
Best Poem of Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall

Marching Men

Under the level winter sky
I saw a thousand Christs go by.
They sang an idle song and free
As they went up to calvary.

Careless of eye and coarse of lip,
They marched in holiest fellowship.
That heaven might heal the world, they gave
Their earth-born dreams to deck the grave.

With souls unpurged and steadfast breath
They supped the sacrament of death.
And for each one, far off, apart,
Seven swords have rent a woman's heart.

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Daisy Time

See, the grass is full of stars,
Fallen in their brightness;
Hearts they have of shining gold,
Rays of shining whiteness.

Buttercups have honeyed hearts,
Bees they love the clover,
But I love the daisies' dance
All the meadow over.

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