Theodosia Garrison Poems

The kindliest thing God ever made,
His hand of very healing laid
Upon a fevered world, is shade.
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The three ghosts on the lonesome road
   Spake each to one another,
"Whence came that stain about your mouth
   No lifted hand may cover?"
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She put her wedding-gown away
As tenderly as one might close,
With kissing lips and finger-tips,
The petals of a rose
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Below them in the twilight the quiet village lies,
And warm within its holding, the old folks and the wise,
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It was not then her heart broke—
That moment when she knew
That all her faith held holiest
Was utterly untrue.
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My love it should be silent, being deep --
And being very peaceful should be still --
Still as the utmost depths of ocean keep --
Serenely silent as some mighty hill.
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My father took me by the hand
And led me home again;
(He brought me in from sorrow
As you'd bring a child from rain).
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Mothers of men—the words are good indeed in the saying,
Pride in the very sound of them, strength in the sense of them, then
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I saw the old sea captain in his city daughter's house,
Shaved till his chin was pink, and brushed till his hair was flat,
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I wish we might go gypsying one day the while we're young—
On a blue October morning
Beneath a cloudless sky,
When all the world's a vibrant harp
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