Adelaide Anne Procter
Adelaide Anne Procter Poems
- A Woman’s Question BEFORE I trust my fate to thee, Or ...
- Envy He was the first always: Fortune Shone bright in his...
- A Lost Chord SEATED one day at the Organ, I was weary ...
- Fidelis You have taken back the promise That you spoke so ...
- Doubting Heart WHERE are the swallows fled? Frozen and ...
- The Requital LOUD roared the tempest, Fast fell the ...
- Per Pacem Ad Lucem I DO not ask, O Lord, that life may be ...
She was the eldest daughter of the poet Bryan Waller Procter ("Barry Cornwall") and Anne Benson Skepper. As a child Adelaide showed precocious intelligence. She attained considerable proficiency in French, German, and Italian, as well as in music and drawing, and she was a great reader. Brought up in surroundings favourable to the development of literary leanings, she began to write verses at an early age, and at eighteen contributed to the "Book of Beauty".
In 1851, she and two of her sisters became Catholics without, apparently, any disturbance of the harmonious relations of the domestic circle. In 1853, under the pseudonym of "Mary Berwick", she ... more »
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A Woman’s Question
BEFORE I trust my fate to thee,
Or place my hand in thine,
Before I let thy future give
Color and form to mine,
Before I peril all for thee, question thy soul to-night for me.
I break all slighter bonds, nor feel
A shadow of regret:
Is there one link within the Past
That holds thy spirit yet?
Or is thy faith as clear and free as that which I can pledge to thee?
Does there within thy dimmest dreams
A possible future shine,
Wherein thy life could henceforth breathe,
Untouch’d, unshar’d by mine?
If so, at any pain ...