Anna Hempstead Branch

(1875-1937 / United States)

Anna Hempstead Branch Poems

1. The Name 1/4/2003
2. Dream 1/4/2003
3. Dominus Vineae; Spiritus Agricola 4/14/2010
4. So I May Feel The Hands Of God 4/14/2010
5. The Wedding Feast 4/14/2010
6. While Loveliness Goes By 4/14/2010
7. New York At Sunrise 6/17/2015
8. To An Enemy 4/14/2010
9. Selene 4/14/2010
10. Connecticut Road Song 4/14/2010
11. The Monk In The Kitchen 1/4/2003
12. Nimrod 4/14/2010
13. Songs For My Mother 1/4/2003
14. The Warrior Maid 4/14/2010
15. Grieve Not, Ladies 1/4/2003
16. To A New York Shop-Girl Dressed For Sunday 1/4/2003

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To A New York Shop-Girl Dressed For Sunday

To-day I saw the shop-girl go
Down gay Broadway to meet her beau.

Conspicuous, splendid, conscious, sweet,
She spread abroad and took the street.

And all that niceness would forbid,
Superb, she smiled upon and did.

Let other girls, whose happier days
Preserve the perfume of their ways,

Go modestly. The passing hour
Adds splendor to their opening flower.

But from this child too swift a doom
Must steal her prettiness and bloom,

Toil and weariness hide the grace
That pleads a moment from her face.

So blame her not...

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But now the Dream has come again, the world is as of old.
Once more I feel about my breast the heartening splendors fold.
Now I am back in that good place from which my footsteps came,
And I am hushed of any grief and have laid by my shame.

I know not by what road I came -- oh wonderful and fair!
Only I know I ailed for thee and that thou wert not there.
Then suddenly Time's stalwart wall before thee did divide,
Its solid bastions dreamed and swayed and there was I inside.

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