Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall

(14 September 1883 – 19 April 1922 / Gunnersbury, London)

Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall Poems

1. A Child’s Song 4/20/2010
2. A Child’s Song Of Christmas 4/20/2010
3. A Mother In Egypt 4/20/2010
4. A Saxon Epitaph 1/3/2003
5. Adam And Eve 1/3/2003
6. Again 4/20/2010
7. Armorel 4/20/2010
8. Bartimeus Grown Old 4/20/2010
9. Bega 4/20/2010
10. Canada To England 4/20/2010
11. Christ In The Museum 4/20/2010
12. Daisy Time 1/3/2003
13. Dawn 4/20/2010
14. Dedication 4/20/2010
15. Deus Misereatur 4/20/2010
16. Dream River 4/20/2010
17. Duna 4/20/2010
18. Ecclesiastes 4/20/2010
19. English Flowers 4/20/2010
20. Evening 4/20/2010
21. Exile 1/3/2003
22. Fame 4/20/2010
23. Finis 1/3/2003
24. For All Prisoners And Captives 4/20/2010
25. Frost Song 4/20/2010
26. Going Home 4/20/2010
27. I Shall Not Go With Pain 4/20/2010
28. In A Monastery Garden 4/20/2010
29. In The Gardens Of Shushan 4/20/2010
30. Inheritance 4/20/2010
31. Jasper’s Song 4/20/2010
32. Jennifer’s Lad 4/20/2010
33. Kwannon 1/3/2003
34. Marching Men 1/3/2003
35. Mary Tired 4/20/2010
36. Merlin's Isle 4/20/2010
37. Miranda’s Tomb 4/20/2010
38. Mons Angelorum 4/20/2010
39. My Father He Was A Fisherman 4/20/2010
40. O Silver Rose 4/20/2010

Comments about Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall

  • Theresa Bourque (2/18/2007 10:58:00 AM)

    I love this poem. I memorized it when I was 9 years old and love it as much to this day

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Best Poem of Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall

Daisy Time

See, the grass is full of stars,
Fallen in their brightness;
Hearts they have of shining gold,
Rays of shining whiteness.

Buttercups have honeyed hearts,
Bees they love the clover,
But I love the daisies' dance
All the meadow over.

Blow, O blow, you happy winds,
Singing summer's praises,
Up the field and down the field
A-dancing with the daisies.

Read the full of Daisy Time

Adam And Eve

When the first dark had fallen around them
And the leaves were weary of praise,
In the clear silence Beauty found them
And shewed them all her ways.

In the high noon of the heavenly garden
Where the angels sunned with the birds,
Beauty, before their hearts could harden,
Had taught them heavenly words.

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