Lucy Maud Montgomery

(30 November 1874 – 24 Nisan 1942 / New London)

Lucy Maud Montgomery Poems

41. My Longshore Lass 1/3/2003
42. In Lovers' Lane 1/3/2003
43. The Poet 1/3/2003
44. Twilight In The Garden 1/3/2003
45. Sea Sunset 1/3/2003
46. Song Of The Sea-Wind 1/3/2003
47. Genius 1/3/2003
48. The Farewell 1/3/2003
49. The Bridal 1/3/2003
50. Love's Prayer 1/3/2003
51. Night 1/3/2003
52. Which Has More Patience -- Man Or Woman? 1/3/2003
53. The Poet's Thought 1/3/2003
54. The Old Man's Grave 1/3/2003
55. Sunrise Along Shore 1/3/2003
56. Companioned 1/3/2003
57. The Sea To The Shore 1/3/2003
58. One Of The Shepherds 1/3/2003
59. Spring Song 1/3/2003
60. The Exile 1/3/2003
61. Twilight And I Went Hand In Hand 1/3/2003
62. November Evening 1/3/2003
63. The Forest Path 1/3/2003
64. Realization 1/3/2003
65. You 1/3/2003
66. Before Storm 1/3/2003
67. Harbor Dawn 1/3/2003
68. Fancies 1/3/2003
69. At The Long Sault 1/3/2003
70. At Nightfall 1/3/2003
71. To One Hated 1/3/2003
72. A Day In The Open 1/3/2003
73. The Christmas Night 1/3/2003
74. An April Night 1/3/2003
75. The Rovers 1/3/2003
76. Forever 1/3/2003
77. When The Fishing Boats Go Out 1/3/2003
78. The Garden In Winter 1/3/2003
79. A Request 1/3/2003
80. By An Autumn Fire 1/3/2003

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  • Paul Amrod Paul Amrod (5/28/2016 4:21:00 PM)

    A very gorgeous poem filled with challenges. With a good review of the rare words one comes to a very conclusive and touching result. I enjoy this type of romantic fantasy. This method has captured me in my own work.

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Best Poem of Lucy Maud Montgomery

A Summer Day

I

The dawn laughs out on orient hills
And dances with the diamond rills;
The ambrosial wind but faintly stirs
The silken, beaded gossamers;
In the wide valleys, lone and fair,
Lyrics are piped from limpid air,
And, far above, the pine trees free
Voice ancient lore of sky and sea.
Come, let us fill our hearts straightway
With hope and courage of the day.


II

Noon, hiving sweets of sun and flower,
Has fallen on dreams in wayside bower,
Where bees hold honeyed fellowship
With the ripe blossom of her lip;
All silent are...

Read the full of A Summer Day

Out O'Doors

There's a gypsy wind across the harvest land,
Let us fare forth with it lightly hand in hand;
Where cloud shadows blow across the sunwarm waste,
And the first red leaves are falling let us haste,
For the waning days are lavish of their stores,
And the joy of life is with us out o' doors!

Let us roam along the ways of golden rod
Over uplands where the spicy bracken nod,

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