Florence Earle Coates
Florence Earle Coates Poems
- An Adieu Sorrow, quit me for a while! Wintry days are over; ...
- In War-Time (An American Homew...
- The Smile Of Rheims 'The Smile,' they called her -- 'La ...
- Place De La Concorde, August 1... Near where the royal ...
- Perdita SHE dances, And I seem to be In primrose vales of ...
- India SILENT amidst unbroken silence deep Of dateless years,...
- Better To Die Better to die, where gallant men are ...
Florence Earle Coates (July 1, 1850 – April 6, 1927) was an American poet born in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. She attended school in Lexington, Massachusetts sometime between 1864 and 1867 under the instruction of abolitionist and teacher Theodore Dwight Weld, who had "charge of Conversation, Composition, and English Literature," and would further her education abroad at the Convent of the Sacred Heart in Paris, and by studying music in Brussels under noted instructors of the day. Granddaughter of noted abolitionist and philanthropist Thomas Earle, and eldest daughter of Philadelphia lawyer George H. Earle, Sr. and Mrs. Frances ("Fanny") Van Leer Earle, Mrs. Coates gained... more »
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Sorrow, quit me for a while!
Wintry days are over;
Hope again, with April smile,
Violets sows and clover.
Pleasure follows in her path,
Love itself flies after,
And the brook a music hath
Sweet as childhood's laughter.
Not a bird upon the bough
Can repress its rapture,
Not a bud that blossoms now
But doth beauty capture.
Sorrow, thou art Winter's mate,
Spring cannot regret thee;
Yet, ah, yet - my friend of late -
I shall not forget thee!