When I did name her little lost one, she
Brushed from her eyes the precious drops of love,
As if her memory with his sweet name shaken
Trembled, and shed its dew.

(C) Robert Crawford
03/06/2017


Best Poems of Robert Crawford

• Lethe.
• Death.
• Song #2.
• The Bush Aboon Traquair
• Sea-weeds.
• Women.
• Work.
• Ever And Only.
• Jove.
• Evening.
• Beauty.
• Song
• Echo.
• Love #3.
• Egoism.
• Song #11.
• The Glove Of The Live Lady.
• Old-fashioned Child.
• Thought.
• Song #14.