Dora Sigerson Shorter Door Poems

  • 1.
    "There is one at the door, Wolfe O'Driscoll,
    At the door, who is bidding you come!"
    "Who is he that wakes me in the darkness,
    Calling when all the world's dumb?"
    ...
  • 2.
    Neighbour! for pity a hound cries on your steps
    With pleading eyes, with sore and weary feet.
    Neighbour! your pity a poor beast doth implore;
    Hunger and cold are busy in the street.
    ...
  • 3.
    This is an evil night to go, my sister,
    To the fairy-tree across the fairy rath,
    Will you not wait till Hallow Eve is over?
    For many are the dangers in your path!
    ...
  • 4.
    Who knocks at the Geraldine's door to-night
    In the black storm and the rain?
    With the thunder crash and the shrieking wind
    Comes the moan of a creature's pain.
    ...
  • 5.
    Who was stealing the Baron's wine,
    Golden sherry and port so old,
    Precious, I wot, as drops of gold?
    Lone to-night he came to dine,
    ...
  • 6.
    I left my home for travelling;
    Because I heard the strange birds sing
    In foreign skies, and felt their wing

    ...
  • 7.
    Just this one day in all the year
    Let all be one, let all be dear;
    Wife, husband, child in fond embrace,
    And thrust the phantom from its place.
    ...
  • 8.
    A little dog disturbed my trust in Heaven.
    I praised most faithfully
    All the great things that be,
    Man's pain and pleasure even,
    ...
  • 9.
    Heaven help your home to-night,
    MacCormac; for I know
    A white witch woman is your bride:
    You married for your woe.
    ...
Total 9 Door Poems by Dora Sigerson Shorter

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