Mary Weston Fordham

(1845-1905 / the United States)

Mary Weston Fordham Poems

1. A Requiem 9/14/2010
2. A Reverie 9/14/2010
3. Alaska 9/14/2010
4. Atlanta Exposition Ode 9/14/2010
5. Bells Of St. Michael 9/14/2010
6. By The Rivers Of Babylon 9/14/2010
7. Chicago Exposition Ode 9/14/2010
8. Creation 9/14/2010
9. Death Of A Grandparent Mrs. Jennette Bonneau 9/14/2010
10. Dedicated To The Right Rev'D D. A. Payne 9/14/2010
11. For Who? 9/14/2010
12. Highland Mary 9/14/2010
13. In Memoriam Alphonse Campbell Fordham 9/14/2010
14. In Memoriam Susan Eugenia Bennett 9/14/2010
15. June 9/14/2010
16. Lines To - - 9/14/2010
17. Lines To Florence 9/14/2010
18. Lines To Mrs. Isabel Peace 9/14/2010
19. Magnolia 9/14/2010
20. Maiden And River 9/14/2010
21. Marriage 9/14/2010
22. Mother's Recall 9/14/2010
23. Mr. Edward Fordham 9/14/2010
24. Mrs. E. Cohrs Brown 9/14/2010
25. Mrs. Louise B. Weston 9/14/2010
26. Mrs. Rebecca Weston 9/14/2010
27. Nestle-Down Cottage 9/14/2010
28. October 9/14/2010
29. Ode To Peace 9/14/2010
30. On Parting With A Friend 9/14/2010
31. Passing Of The Old Year 9/14/2010
32. Queenie 9/14/2010
33. Rally Song 9/14/2010
34. Rev. Samuel Weston 9/14/2010
35. Serenade 9/14/2010
36. Shipwreck 9/14/2010
37. Song To Erin 9/14/2010
38. Sonnet To My First Born 9/14/2010
39. Stars And Stripes 9/14/2010
40. Sunset 9/14/2010

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October

Bright and beautiful art thou,
Autumn flowers crown thy brow,
Golden-rod and Aster blue,
Russet leaf with crimson hue.
Half stripped branches waving by,
Softly as a lullaby,
Tell of summer's days gone by,
Tell that winter's very nigh.

In the forest cool and chill,
Sadly moans the Whippoorwill,
Not as in the summer days,
When he gloried in his lays,
Lower-toned, but sweet and clear,
Like thy crisp and fragrant air,
Warbling forth with voice sublime,
This is nature's harvest time.

Crickets chirp amid the leaves,
Squirrels hop among the ...

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Alaska

With thy rugged, ice-girt shore,
Draped in everlasting snow,
Thou'rt enthroned a queen.
Crown of moss and lichen grey,
Frosted o'er with ocean spray,
All thy long, long wintry day,
Dark and stern thy mien.

From the cloudland fresh and fair,

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