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Poems and verses by Mary Mapes Dodge
Dodge, Mary Mapes (1830-1905)
POEMS AND VERSES.
[dedication]
ENFOLDINGS.
INVERTED.
THE STARS.
THE TWO MYSTERIES.
SHADOW-EVIDENCE.
BY THE LAKE.
HEART-ORACLES.
THERE'S A WEDDING IN THE ORCHARD.
TRUST.
THE HUMAN TIE.
FROM FLOWER TO LIGHT.
OVER THE WORLD.
EMERSON.
ONCE BEFORE.
WHIP-POOR-WILL.
LONG AGO.
THE CHILD AND THE SEA.
THE COMPACT.
DEATH IN LIFE.
BY MOONLIGHT.
THE MASTER HAND.
ELBERON.
BLOOM.
SNOW-FLAKES.
THE TROUBLED MAID.
FAITH.
THE EASTER MORN.
“THOUGHTS ARE THINGS.”
IN THE NAME OF THE KING.
TO MERODINE.
THE NIGHTLY REST.
VERS-DE-SOCIÉTÉ AND RANDOM RHYMES
THE MINUET.
“WHAT 'S IN A NAME.”
THE LETTER.
MARY, THE COOK.
LITTLE WORDS.
A THANKSGIVING PARTY.
OVER THE WAY.
I LOVE MY LOVE.
SUMMER LONGINGS.
MAMA'S “DAYS” AT HOME.
OF ALL THE YEAR.
AT THE PICTURE-GALLERY.
“THIS WICKED WORLD.”
SNOW-BOUND.
A PROPOSAL BY A MAN OF BUSINESS.
[section]
P. S.
MISS FLIP AT THE EXPOSITION.
A QUANDARY.
LIFE IN LACONICS.
GRASSHOPPER AND CRICKET.
THE GRASS-WORLD.
CONFIDENCES.
HUBER.
FIRE-FLIES.
THE UMPIRES.
1.
I.
2.
II.
CARNIVOROUS PLANTS.
WHERE IGNORANCE IS BLISS.
A TALE OF THANKS.
READING.
“NOW THE NOISY WINDS ARE STILL.”
FULFILLMENT.
TWO SUMMER DAYS.
A GROUP OF BIRTHDAY VERSES
WRITTEN ON THE ROAD.
MILE-STONES.
“EVERY DAY A BIRTHDAY IS.”
ONE DAY IN MAY.
TO A YOUNG GIRL.
SECRETS.
UNISON
A WELCOME.
TO A FRIEND.
THE FLOWERS.
A SONG OF MAY.
BLOSSOM-SNOW.
GREETINGS.
THE CONCERT.
ANOTHER YEAR.
MOTHERLESS.
THE FOOT-PRINT IN THE SNOW.
MOTHER GOOSE FOR BIG FOLKS.
HOME AND MOTHER.
A MONDAY ROMANCE.
THE ZEALLESS XYLOGRAPHER.
THE SAD STORY OF LITTLE JANE.
MY DOG.
KATRINKA.
AN APRIL GIRL.
KITTY.
MY WINDOW-IVY.
A BIRTHDAY RHYME.
THANKSGIVING.
THERE'S A SHIP ON THE SEA.
AN OFFERTORY.
THE BLOOM OF THE CHRISTMAS TREE.
OLD SONGS.
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UNISON
Over
us the wild, cool Night
Spread her dark tresses heavy with quick gems,
Till in the twinkling blackness, lithe and light,
We felt like wood-flowers swung on hidden stems.
Poems and verses by Mary Mapes Dodge
