Louisa May Alcott Poems

The moonlight fades from flower and rose
And the stars dim one by one;
The tale is told, the song is sung,
And the Fairy feast is done.
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'Don't drive me away,
But hear what I say:
Bad men want the gold;
They will steal it to-night,
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In a quiet, pleasant meadow,
Beneath a summer sky,
Where green old trees their branches waved,
And winds went singing by;
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Oh! a bare, brown rock
Stood up in the sea,
The waves at its feet
Dancing merrily.
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'A little bird I am,
Shut from the fields of air,
And in my cage I sit and sing
To Him who placed me there:
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Brighter shone the golden shadows;
On the cool wind softly came
The low, sweet tones of happy flowers,
Singing little Violet's name.
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A little kingdom I possess
where thoughts and feelings dwell,
And very hard I find the task
of governing it well;
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Now the day is done,
Now the shepherd sun
Drives his white flocks from the sky;
Now the flowers rest
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We sighing said, "Our Pan is dead;
His pipe hangs mute beside the river
Around it wistful sunbeams quiver,
But Music's airy voice is fled.
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From our happy home
Through the world we roam
One week in all the year,
Making winter spring
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