Mathilde Blind

(1841 - 1896 / Germany)

Mathilde Blind Poems

161. Your Looks Have Touched My Soul 1/3/2003
162. Dost Thou Remember Ever 1/3/2003
163. Snow Or Snowdrops? 1/3/2003
164. A Child's Fancy 1/3/2003
165. Yea, The Roses Are Still On Fire 1/3/2003
166. If You But Knew 4/20/2010
167. Beauty 1/3/2003
168. A White Night 4/20/2010
169. A Fantasy 1/3/2003
170. You Make The Sunshine Of My Heart 1/3/2003
171. We Met As Strangers 1/3/2003
172. A Winter Landscape 1/3/2003
173. A Dream 1/3/2003
174. Ah, If You Knew 1/3/2003
175. Apple-Blossom 1/3/2003
176. Brown Eyes 1/3/2003
177. April Rain 1/3/2003

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April Rain

The April rain, the April rain,
Comes slanting down in fitful showers,
Then from the furrow shoots the grain,
And banks are fledged with nestling flowers;
And in grey shaw and woodland bowers
The cuckoo through the April rain
Calls once again.

The April sun, the April sun,
Glints through the rain in fitful splendour,
And in grey shaw and woodland dun
The little leaves spring forth and tender
Their infant hands, yet weak and slender,
For warmth towards the April sun,
One after one.

And between shower and shine hath birth
The ...

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Scarabæus Sisyphus

I've watched thee, Scarab! Yea, an hour in vain
I've watched thee, slowly toiling up the hill,
Pushing thy lump of mud before thee still
With patience infinite and stubborn strain.
Strive as thou mayst, spare neither time nor pain,
To screen thy burden from all chance of ill;
Push, push, with all a beetle's force of will,
Thy ball, alas! rolls ever down again.

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