Mathilde Blind Poems
- April Rain The April rain, the April rain, Comes slanting ...
- Brown Eyes Oh, brown Eyes with long black lashes, Young ...
- Apple-Blossom Blossom of the apple trees! Mossy trunks all ...
- Ah, If You Knew Ah, if you knew how soon and late My eyes ...
- A Dream Only a dream, a beautiful baseless dream; Only a ...
- We Met As Strangers We met as strangers on life's lonely way,...
- Snow Or Snowdrops? Is it snow or snowdrops' shimmer Whitens...
Mathilde Blind British author, was born at Mannheim on the 21st of March 1841. Her father was a banker named Cohen, but she took the name of Blind after her step-father, the political writer, Karl Blind (1826—1907), one of the exiled leaders of the Baden insurrection in 1848—1849, and an ardent supporter of the various 19th-century movements for the freedom and autonomy of struggling nationalities.
The family was compelled to take refuge in England, where Mathilde devoted herself to literature and to the higher education of women. She produced also three long poems, “The Prophecy of St Oran” (1881), “The Heather on Fire” , (1886), an ‘indignant protest against the evictions in the ... more »
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The April rain, the April rain,
Comes slanting down in fitful showers,
Then from the furrow shoots the grain,
And banks are fledged with nestling flowers;
And in grey shaw and woodland bowers
The cuckoo through the April rain
Calls once again.
The April sun, the April sun,
Glints through the rain in fitful splendour,
And in grey shaw and woodland dun
The little leaves spring forth and tender
Their infant hands, yet weak and slender,
For warmth towards the April sun,
One after one.
And between shower and shine hath birth