A Fragment Poem by Ada Cambridge! They say that poison-sprinkled flowers, Are sweeter in perfume, Than when, untouched by deadly dew, They glowed in early bloom. They say that men condemned to die Have quaffed… Read More »A Fragment Poem by Ada Cambridge
A Dedication Poem by Ada Cambridge! They are rhymes rudely strung with intent less Of sound than of words, In lands where bright blossoms are scentless, And songless bright birds; Where, with fire and fierce… Read More »A Dedication Poem by Ada Cambridge
The Basket Of Flowers Poem By Ada Cambridge! ON skies still and starlit White lustres take hold, And grey flushes scarlet, And red flashes gold. And sun-glories cover The rose, shed above her, Like lover… Read More »The Basket Of Flowers
The Old Leaven Poem By Ada Cambridge! So, Maurice, you sail to-morrow, you say? And you may or may not return? Be sociable, man! for once in a way, Unless you’re too old to learn.… Read More »The Old Leaven Poem
What Of The Night Poem Ada Cambridge! To you, who look below, Where little candles glow — Who listen in a narrow street, Confused with noise of passing feet — To you ’tis wild and… Read More »What Of The Night
Wasted Poem by Ada Cambridge! Each day another soldier in the van, Each day a new young worker in the fields, And every day more plenteous harvest-yields From human toil, to bless and not to… Read More »Wasted Poem by Ada Cambridge
Vows Poem by Ada Cambridge! Nay, ask me not. I would not dare pretend To constant passion and a life-long trust. They will desert thee, if indeed they must. How can we guess what Destiny… Read More »Vows Poem by Ada Cambridge
Unstrung Poem by Ada Cambridge! My skies were blue, and my sun was bright, And, with fingers tender and strong and light, He woke up the music that slept before— Echoing, echoing evermore! By-and-by, my… Read More »Unstrung Poem by Ada Cambridge
Too Late Poem by Ada Cambridge! Too late the prize is drawn, the goal attained. Too late, too late, our heart’s desire is gained. Wealth’s use is past; Fame’s crown of laurel mocks The downward… Read More »Too Late Poem by Ada Cambridge
To Morrow Poem by Ada Cambridge! The lighthouse shines across the sea; The homing fieldfares sing for glee: ‘Behold the shore!’ Alas for shattered wing and breast! The lighthouse breakers make their nest, And hedges… Read More »To Morrow Poem by Ada Cambridge
Tired Poem by Ada Cambridge! O For wings! that I might soar A little way above the floor, A little way beyond the roar— A little nearer to the sky! To the blue hills, lifted… Read More »Tired Poem by Ada Cambridge
The Enlightened Age Poem By Ada Cambridge! I Say it to myself—in meekest awe Of Progress, electricity and steam, Of this almighty age—this liberal age, That has no time to breathe, or think, or dream,—… Read More »The Enlightened Age
The Winged Mariners! Through the wild night, the silence and the dark, Through league on league of the uncharted sky, Lonelier than dove of fable from its ark, The fieldfares fly. Mate with his tiny… Read More »The Winged Mariners
The Watchman Poem by Ada Cambridge! Through jewelled windows in the walls The tender daylight smiles; Majestic music swells and falls Adown the stately aisles; Shadows of carven roof and rood, Of stony saints and… Read More »The Watchman Poem by Ada Cambridge
The Virgin Martyr Poem By Ada Cambridge! Every wild she-bird has nest and mate in the warm April weather, But a captive woman, made for love — no mate, no nest has she. In the… Read More »The Virgin Martyr
The Vain Question Poem By Ada Cambridge! Why should we court the storms that rave and rend, Safe at our household hearth? Why, starved and naked, without home or friend, Unknowing whence we came or… Read More »The Vain Question Poem
The Solider Grave Poem By Ada Cambridge! Twas long ago, in the summer-time, On a day as sad as this, That I laid my babe in its father’s arms, And he gave it his farewell… Read More »The Solider Grave
The Season Poem By Ada Cambridge! And must I wear a silken life, Hemmed in by city walls? And must I give my garden up For theatres and balls? Nay, though the cage be made… Read More »The Season Poem
The Resting Place Poem By Ada Cambridge! “Because I live, ye shall live also.” Calmly the Paschal moonlight now is sleeping On mossy hillock and on headstone grey, Where still our Mother holds in faithful… Read More »The Resting Place
The Physical Conscience Poem By Ada Cambridge! The moral conscience — court of last appeal — Our word of God — our Heaven- sent light and guide — From what high aims it lures our… Read More »The Physical Conscience
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