Louisa May Alcott
Louisa May Alcott (1832–1888) was an American novelist and poet best known for "Little Women." Her poetry reflects her abolitionist views, Transcendentalist upbringing,…
""O lion, grand, Come over the sand, And help me now, I pray! Here's a little lass, Who wants to pass;"
"A little grey curl from my father's head I find unburned on the hearth, And give it a place in my diary here, Wit"
"Two Yankee maids of simple mien, And earnest, high endeavour, Come sailing to the land of France, To escape the winter weather."
"My bonnie flower, with truest joy Thy welcome face I see, The world grows brighter to my eyes, And summer comes with thee. My"
"'"Healfast, healfast, ye hero wounds; O knight, be quickly strong! Beloved strife For fame and life, Oh, t"
"In a quiet, pleasant meadow, Beneath a summer sky, Where green old trees their branches waved, And winds went singing by; Wher"
""J'avais une colombe blanche, J'avais un blanc petit pigeon, Tous deux volaient, de branche en branche, Jusqu'au fate de mon donge"
""What shall little children bring On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day? What shall little children bring On Christmas Day in the morn"
""There are no flowers in the fields, No green leaves on the tree, No columbines, no violets, No sweet anemone. So I have gathe"
"The moonlight fades from flower and tree, And the stars dim one by one; The tale is told, the song is sung, And the Fairy feast is"
""To one who teaches me The sweetness and the beauty Of doing faithfully And cheerfully my duty.""
"From our happy home Through the world we roam One week in all the year, Making winter spring With the joy we bring For Christmas-tide is here. Now th"
"O lesson well and wisely taught Stay with me to the last, That all my life may better be For the trial that is past. O vanity, mislead no more! Sleep,"
"O flower at my window Why blossom you so fair, With your green and purple cup Upturned to sun and air? 'I bloom, blithesome Bessie, To cheer your chil"
"Little shadows, little shadows Dancing on the chamber wall, While I sit beside the hearthstone Where the red flames rise and fall. Caps and nightgowns"
""Bright shines the summer sun, Soft is the summer air; Gayly the wood-birds sing, Flowers are blooming fair. "But, deep in th"
"We mourn the loss of our little pet, And sigh o'er her hapless fate, For never more by the fire she'll sit, Nor pla"
""I write about the butterfly, It is a pretty thing; And flies about like the birds, But it does not sing."
"'Give me freshening breeze, my boys, A white and swelling sail, A ship that cuts the dashing waves, And weathers ev"
""Chevalita, Pretty cretr, I do love her Like a brother; Just to ride Is my delight, For"
""Rock a bye, babies, Your cradle hangs high; Soft down your pillow, Your curtain the sky. Father will feed"
""Sweet are the flowers of life, Swept o'er my happy days at home; Sweet are the flowers of life When I was a little"
""Little drops of water, Little drains of sand, Mate a might okum (ocean), And a peasant land. "Little word"
"'Oh, were I a heliotrope, I would play poet, And blow a breeze of fragrance To you; and none should know it."
"'Tell the dear old body This day I cannot run, For the pots are boiling over And the mutton isn't done.'""
""In China there lived a little man, His name was Chingery Wangery Chan." "His legs were short, his feet were small,"
"'The puir auld folk at home, ye mind, Are frail and failing sair; And weel I ken they'd miss me, lad, Gin I come ha"
""Welcome, mighty chief, once more Welcome to this grateful shore; Now no mercenary foe Aims again the fatal blow,-- Aims at th"
""No, no, come and fly Through the sunny sky, Or honey sip From the rose's lip, Or dance in the air,"
"'Sweetest of maidens, oh, how can I tell The love that transfigures the whole earth to me? The longing that causes my bosom"
"'"Listening to celestial lays, Bending thy unclouded gaze On the pure and living light, Thou art blest, Aslauga's K"
""I slept, and dreamed that life was beauty; I woke, and found that life was duty. Was thy dream then a shadowy lie?"
""I wish I had a quiet tomb, Beside a little rill; Where birds, and bees, and butterflies, Would sing upon the hill."
"From our happy home Through the world we roam One week in all the year, Making winter spring With the joy"
"Like Bunyan's pilgrim with his pack, Forth went the dreaming youth To seek, to find, and make his own Wisdom, vir"
"Brighter shone the golden shadows; On the cool wind softly came The low, sweet tones of happy flowers, Singing little Violet's name"
"Love comes to all soon or late, And maketh gay or sad; For every bird will find its mate, And every lass a lad,"
"'Oh, Peggy was a jolly lass, Ye heave ho, boys, ye heave ho! She never grudged her Jack a glass, Ye heave ho, boys,"
""So he took up his bow, And he feathered his arrow, And said, 'I will shoot This little cock-sparrow.'" * *"
""Splash, dash! Rumble and crash! Here come the beavers gay; See what they do, Rosy, for you, Beca"
""Beds to the front of them, Beds to the right of them, Beds to the left of them, Nobody blundered. Beamed at by hungry souls,"
""For myself alone, I would not be Ambitious in my wish; but, for you, I would be trebled twenty times myself; A tho"
"Hither, hither, from thy home, Airy sprite, I bid thee come! Born of roses, fed on dew, Charms and potions canst th"
""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: Well pleased a pri"
""Here is the bracelet For good little May To wear on her arm By night and by day. When it shines like the"
""Gingerbread, Go to the head. Your task is done; A soul is won. Take it and go Where muffins grow, Where sweet loave"
""Nearer, my God, to thee, E'en though a cross it be That raiseth me, Still all my song shall be, Nearer, m"
"Like Bunyan's pilgrim with his pack, Forth went the dreaming youth To seek, to find, and make his own Wisdom, virtue, and truth. Life was his book, an"
"Sitting patient in the shadow Till the blessed light shall come, A serene and saintly presence Sanctifies our troub"
""Oh, have you e'er heard of Kate Kearney? She lives on the banks of Killarney; From the glance of her eye, Shun dan"
"'Oh my heart is sad and weary Everywhere I roam, Longing for the old plantation And for the old folks at home.'"
"He that is down need fear no fall, He that is low no pride. He that is humble ever shall Have God to be his guide."
""Sweet! Sweet! Come, come and eat, Dear little girls With yellow curls; For here you'll find Sweets to your mind. On"
""Awake! awake! for the earliest gleam Of golden sunlight shines On the rippling waves, that brightly flow Beneath the flowering vines. Awake!"
""Dear Grif, Here is a whiff Of beautiful spring flowers; The big red rose Is for your nose, As toward the sky it towers."
""Quee, quee! Wait and see: You were good to me; So here I come, From my little home, To help you"
"There grew a fragrant rose-tree where the brook flows, With two little tender buds, and one full rose; When the sun went down to his"
""Welcome, maids of honor, You do bring In the spring, And wait upon her. She has virgins many, Fr"
""Rosy, my dear, Don't cry,--I'm here To help you all I can. I'm only a fly, But you'll see that I"
"Four little chests all in a row, Dim with dust, and worn by time, All fashioned and filled, long ago, By children n"