Dinah Maria Mulock Craik

Dinah Maria Mulock Craik

Dinah Maria Craik (/kreɪk/; born Dinah Maria Mulock, also often credited as Miss Mulock or Mrs. Craik) (20 April 1826 – 12 October 1887) was an English novelist and poet.
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Four Years

At the Midsummer, when the hay was down,
Said I mournful - Though my life be in its prime,
Bare lie my meadows all shorn before their time,
O'er my sere woodlands the leaves are turning brown;

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Resigning

"Poor heart, what bitter words we speak When God speaks of resigning
" Children, that lay their pretty garlands by So piteously, yet with a humble mind;
Sailors, who, when their ship rocks in the wind,
Cast out her freight...

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The Unknown Country

RE is the unknown country
" I whispered sad and slow,-- "The strange and awful country To which I soon must go, must go,
To which I soon must go
" Out of the unknown country A voice sang soft and low:-- "O pleasa...

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#our2 мин. чтения

In Our Boat

Stars trembling o'er us and sunset before us,
Mountains in shadow and forests asleep;
Down the dim river we float on forever,
Speak not, ah, breathe not - there's peace on the deep

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A Fable

NT and sunny was the way Where Youth and I danced on together:
So winding and embowered o'er,
We could not see one rood before
Nevertheless all merrily We bounded onward,

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#labor2 мин. чтения

Labor Is Prayer

RE est orare:
We, black-visaged sons of toil,
From the coal-mine and the anvil And the delving of the soil,-- From the loom, the wharf, the warehouse,
And the ever-whirling mill,

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#only4 мин. чтения

Only a Woman

"She loves with love that cannot tire:     And if, ah, woe
she loves alone,    Through passionate duty love flames higher,     As grass grows taller round a stone
"            Coventry Patmore
SO, the truth's out

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Mortality

"And we shall be changed
""And we shall be changed
" Ye dainty mosses, lichens grey, Pressed each to each in tender fold, And peacefully thus, day by day, Returning to their mould; Brown leaves, that with aerial grace...

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#the1 мин. чтения

The Mother’s Visit

NG years ago she visited my chamber,
Steps soft and slow, a taper in her hand;
Her fond kiss she laid upon my eyelids,
Fair as an angel from the unknown land:

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To A Beautiful Woman

LY, dame Nature made you in some dream Of old-world women--Chriemhild, or bright Aslauga, or Boadicea fierce and fair,
Or Berengaria as she rose, her lips Yet ruddy from the poison that anoints Her memory still, the queen of queenly wives

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#green2 мин. чтения

Green Things Growing

O the green things growing, the green things growing,
The faint sweet smell of the green things growing
I should like to live, whether I smile or grieve,
Just to watch the happy life of my green things growing

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Plighted

Mine to the core of the heart, my beauty
Mine, all mine, and for love, not duty:
Love given willingly, full and free,
Love for love's sake, - as mine to thee

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