Edith Nesbit

(15 August 1858 – 4 May 1924 / Kennington / Surrey / England)

Edith Nesbit Poems

281. The December Rose 4/19/2010
282. The Moors 4/19/2010
283. The Singing Of The Magnificat 4/19/2010
284. The Old Magic 4/19/2010
285. In The Rose Garden 4/19/2010
286. A Good-Bye 4/19/2010
287. At The Sound Of The Drum 4/19/2010
288. A Kentish Garden 4/19/2010
289. Age To Youth 4/19/2010
290. In Trouble 12/31/2002
291. Villeggiature 1/3/2003
292. Song V 4/19/2010
293. The Last Defeat 4/19/2010
294. A Tragedy 12/31/2002
295. Work 4/19/2010
296. The Gray Folk 4/19/2010
297. The Nest 4/19/2010
298. Lullaby 4/19/2010
299. The Kiss 1/3/2003
300. The Fields Of Flanders 4/19/2010
301. The Things That Matter 4/19/2010
302. Spring In War-Time 4/19/2010
303. The Promise Of Spring 4/19/2010
304. Sea-Shells 4/19/2010
305. Spring Song Iii 4/19/2010
306. The Choice 4/19/2010
307. Child's Song In Spring 8/18/2006
308. The Maiden's Prayer 4/19/2010
309. Song 4/19/2010

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Best Poem of Edith Nesbit

Song

Now the Spring is waking,
Very shy as yet,
Busy mending, making
Grass and violet.
Frowsy Winter's over:
See the budding lane!
Go and meet your lover:
Spring is here again!

Every day is longer
Than the day before;
Lambs are whiter, stronger,
Birds sing more and more;
Woods are less than shady,
Griefs are more than vain -
Go and kiss your lady:
Spring is here again!

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Appeal

Daphnis dearest, wherefore weave me
Webs of lies lest truth should grieve me?
I could pardon much, believe me:
Dower me, Daphnis, or bereave me,
Kiss me, kill me, love me, leave me,-
Damn me, dear, but don't deceive me!

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