Edith Nesbit

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

Edith Nesbit Poems

41. The Wife Of All Ages 4/19/2010
42. The Way Of The Wood 4/19/2010
43. The Spell 4/19/2010
44. To The Queen Of England 4/19/2010
45. The Tree Of Knowledge 4/19/2010
46. The Singing Of The Magnificat 4/19/2010
47. The Things That Matter 4/19/2010
48. The Promise Of Spring 4/19/2010
49. Song Ii 4/19/2010
50. Via Amoris 4/19/2010
51. Not Now, When Skies Are Gold And Blue 4/19/2010
52. Out Of Hope 4/19/2010
53. The Prodigal Son 4/19/2010
54. Second Nature 4/19/2010
55. The Fire 4/19/2010
56. The Glow-Worm To Her Love 4/19/2010
57. The Goose-Girl 4/19/2010
58. The Guardian Angel 4/19/2010
59. Morning 4/19/2010
60. The Heart Of Sadness 4/19/2010
61. Song Vi 4/19/2010
62. Song Vii 4/19/2010
63. Spring Song Ii 4/19/2010
64. Surrender Ii 4/19/2010
65. Special Pleading 4/19/2010
66. When! 4/19/2010
67. Song Of The Rose 4/19/2010
68. Surrender 4/19/2010
69. The Appeal 4/19/2010
70. On The Downs 4/19/2010
71. Quieta Ne Movete 4/19/2010
72. Richborough Castle 4/19/2010
73. Raison D'Etre 4/19/2010
74. Over And Undone 4/19/2010
75. Song Iv 4/19/2010
76. White Magic 4/19/2010
77. The Adventurer 4/19/2010
78. The Home-Coming 4/19/2010
79. Requiem 4/19/2010
80. Out Of The Fulness Of The Heart The Mouth Speaketh 4/19/2010

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    I like poem and story

Best Poem of Edith Nesbit

The Choice

PLAGUE take the dull and dusty town,
Its paved and sordid mazes,
Now Spring has trimmed her pretty gown
With buttercups and daisies!


With half my heart I long to lie
Among the flowered grasses,
And hear the loving leaves that sigh
As their sweet Mistress passes.


Through picture-shows I make my way
While flower-crowned maids go maying,
And all the cultured things I say
That cultured folk are saying.


For I renounce Spring's darling face,
With may-bloom fresh upon it:
My Mistress lives in Grosvenor-place
And wears...

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The Despot

1 The garden mould was damp and chill,
2 Winter had had his brutal will
3 Since over all the year's content
4 His devastating legions went.

5 Then Spring's bright banners came: there woke
6 Millions of little growing folk
7 Who thrilled to know the winter done,
8 Gave thanks, and strove towards the sun.

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