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E. (edith) Nesbit Poems

  • Work
    When I am busying about,
    Sewing on buttons, tapes, and strings,
    Hanging the week's wet washing out
    Or ironing the children's things,...
  • Winter
    Hold your hands to the blaze;
    Winter is here
    With the short cold days,
    Bleak, keen and drear....
  • Windflowers
    When I was little and good
    I walked in the dappled wood
    Where light white windflowers grew,
    And hyacinths heavy and blue....
  • White Magic
    This is the room to which she came,
    And Spring itself came with her;
    She stirred the fire of life to flame,
    She called all music hither....
  • Wedding Day
    The enchanted hour,
    The magic bower,
    Where, crowned with roses,
    Love love discloses....
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I Love You 68 Love 68 Life 58 Heart 47 Dear 45 Night 44 Never 42 White 41 God 38 Face 36


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  • Bluebox99: edith nesbit (married name edith bland; 15 august 1858 – 4 may 1924) was an english author and poet; she published her books for children under the name of e. nesbit. one of my favourite authors and i loved reading her books growing up.
  • Unitedeuro2: in a tunnel | the railway children by edith nesbit | new oxford modern e...
  • Medea_matters: edith nesbit, author of the railway children, co-founded the fabian society
  • Womenwriters: edith nesbit is considered the inventor of the children’s adventure story, but who was the person behind the best loved classics the railway children and five children and it?
  • Celebbirthdayuk: born on 15 august 1858 edith nesbit was an english author and poet; she published under the name e. nesbit. she wrote or collaborated on over 60 books of fiction for children including the railway children and the phoenix and the carpet. born in kennington, surrey. (d. 1924)
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