Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon

(January 12, 1829 – September 20, 1879 / Canada)

Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon Poems

1. A Boy’s Hopes 4/20/2010
2. A Canadian Snow Fall 4/20/2010
3. A Canadian Summer Evening 4/20/2010
4. A Child’s Treasures 4/20/2010
5. A Few Short Years From Now 4/20/2010
6. A Girl’s Day Dream And Its Fulfilment 4/20/2010
7. A Modern Courtship 4/20/2010
8. A Touching Ceremony 4/20/2010
9. A Welcome To The Month Of Mary 4/20/2010
10. A Worldly Death-Bed 4/20/2010
11. Abraham’s Sacrifice 4/20/2010
12. After The Ball 4/20/2010
13. Alain’s Choice 4/20/2010
14. An Afternoon In July 4/20/2010
15. An Autumn Evening At Murray Bay 4/20/2010
16. Ash-Wednesday 4/20/2010
17. Autumn Winds 4/20/2010
18. Beneath The Snow 4/20/2010
19. Bound For California 4/20/2010
20. Charles Vii And Joan Of Arc At Rheims 4/20/2010
21. Come, Tell Me Some Olden Story 4/20/2010
22. Cornelia’s Jewels 4/20/2010
23. Earth’s Moments Of Gloom 4/20/2010
24. Far West Emigrant . 4/20/2010
25. Flirtation 4/20/2010
26. Flowers And Stars 4/20/2010
27. Given And Taken 4/20/2010
28. Harry (Engaged To Be Married) To Charley (Who Is Not) 4/20/2010
29. Harvests 4/20/2010
30. Hon. James B. Clay 4/20/2010
31. Husband And Wife 4/20/2010
32. In Memory Of The Late G. C. Of Montreal 4/20/2010
33. Jacques Cartier’s First Visit To Mount Royal 4/20/2010
34. Looking Forward 4/20/2010
35. Mater Christianorum, Ora Pro Nobis 4/20/2010
36. Maude. 4/20/2010
37. Moonlight Reveries 4/20/2010
38. My Thoughts To-Night 4/20/2010
39. Mystical Rose, Pray For Us! 4/20/2010
40. Nature’s Music 4/20/2010
Best Poem of Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon

To My Husband On Our Wedding-Day

I leave for thee, beloved one,
The home and friends of youth,
Trusting my hopes, my happiness,
Unto thy love and truth;
I leave for thee my girlhood's joys,
Its sunny, careless mirth,
To bear henceforth my share amid
The many cares of earth.

And yet, no wild regret I give
To all that now I leave,
The golden dreams, the flow'ry wreaths
That I no more may weave;
The future that before me lies
A dark and unknown sea --
Whate'er may be its storms or shoals,
I brave them all with thee!

I will not tell thee now of love
Whose...

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The Bride Of A Year

She stands in front of her mirror
With bright and joyous air,
Smoothes out with a skilful hand
Her waves of golden hair;
But the tell-tale roses on her cheek,
So changing yet so bright,
And downcast, earnest eye betray
New thoughts are hers to-night.

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