Katharine Lee Bates Poems

  • 1.  
    The battle will not cease
    Till once again on those white steeds ye ride, O heaven-descended Twins,
  • 2.  
    THREE steps there are our human life must climb.
    The first is Force. The savage struggled to it from the slime
  • 3.  
    SPINDRIFT white shall her victims stand
    On the ivory quay, untrod By living feet, when she nears Ghoststrand,
  • 4.  
    Humanity disgraced! Time's dearest toil effaced!
  • 5.  
    How long, O Prince of Peace, how long? We sicken of the shame
    Of this wild war that wraps the world, a roaring dragon-flame Fed on earth's glorious youth, high hearts all passionate to cope
  • 6.  
    HARD to wait for the postman's tramp
    Up the snowy walk, for the hand that gropes Deep in his pack, while the children tease
  • 7.  
    THE fragrant air is full of down,
    Of floating, fleecy things From some forgotten fairy town
  • 8.  
    FRAGRANT are the cedar-boughs stretching green and level,
    Feasting-halls where waxwings flit at their spicy revel, But O the pine, the questing pine, that flings its arms on high
  • 9.  
    THE night was loud with tumult; trees were torn
    Sheer from their roots by the delirious wind; In some waste dreamland wandered all forlorn
  • 10.  
    White wing, white wing,
    Lily of the air, What word dost bring,
  • 11.  
    Across New England snows
    Flash visions from afar, Lithe gipsies on their toes
  • 12.  
    SUMMER fervors slacken;
    Sumac torches dim; There's bronze upon the bracken;
  • 13.  
    A PRAISE beyond all other praise of ours
    This nation holds in jealous trust for him Who may approve himself, even in these dim,
  • 14.  
    At the crowded gangway they kissed good-bye.
    He had half a mind to scold her. An officer's mother and not keep dry
  • 15.  
    WHEN the Millennium comes
    Only the kings will fight, While the princes beat the drums,
  • 16.  
    GOD made a day of blue and gold,
    Sweet as a violet, As merry as a marigold;
  • 17.  
    THE weazen planet Mercury,
    Whose song is done, â?? Rash heart that drew too near
  • 18.  
    WILD Europe, red with Woden's dreadful dew,
    On fire with Loki's hate, more savage than Beasts that we shame by likening to man,
  • 19.  
    THE darkest wood that the north-wind stings
    Hath its balsamum and its silverlings, Its violet interspace.
  • 20.  
    The Old Year groaned as he trudged away,
    His guilty shadow black on the snow, And the heart of the glad New Year turned grey
  • 21.  
    Two centuries' winter storms have lashed the changing sands of Falmouth's shore,
    Deep-voiced, the winds, swift winged, wild, have echoed there the ocean's roar. But though the north-east gale unleashed, rage-blind with power, relentless beat,
  • 22.  
    AT last, at last the Crescent
    Falls back before the Cross. Great spirits, incandescent
  • 23.  
    ONE summer day, gleaming in memory,
    We drove, my Joy and I, Through fragrant hawthorn lanes
  • 24.  
    O dear my Country, beautiful and dear,
    Love cloth not darken sight. God looketh through Love's eyes, whose vision clear
  • 25.  
    SWEET are the manners of the wood,
    Our only old society, Where all the folk are glad and good
  • 26.  
    'APOLLO laughs,' the proverb tells,
    Far echo of old oracles, A Delphic waif, â??'Once in the year,
  • 27.  
    FAR road for words that rush,
    Arrowing space, Swifter than meteors flush
  • 28.  
    'Thus far 80,000 horses have been shipped from the United States to the European belligerents.'
    WHAT was our share in the sinning, That we must share the doom?
  • 29.  
    Never was there lovelier town
    Than our Falmouth by the sea. Tender curves of sky look down
  • 30.  
    HOPE of the Nations, lift thy stricken heart.
    Thyself art Sorrow, and to thee the cry Of battle-anguish comes more piercingly
  • 31.  
    HEAVY hearts, your jubilee
    Droops about the Christmas Tree. Sudden sighs cut off the laughter,
  • 32.  
    GALLANTLY swung the old carpenter up to his door,
    Drums and fifes in his tread, But softly he crossed the braided mats on the floor,
  • 33.  
    â??T IS the blithest, bonniest weather for a bird to flirt a feather,
    For a bird to trill and warble, all his wee red breast a-swell. I â??ve a secret. You may listen till your blue eyes dance and glisten,
  • 34.  
    A stranger, schooled to gentle arts,
    He stept before the curious throng; His path into our waiting hearts
  • 35.  
    What will you give to a barefoot lass,
    Morning with breath like wine? Wade, bare feet! In my wide morass
  • 36.  
    OVER the murmurous choral of dim waves
    The constellations glow against the soft Ethereal dusk, â??forever fair, aloft,
  • 37.  
    For the Reunion of the Bates Family at Quincy, August 3, 1916
    FAR away on the sunny levels Where Kent lies drowsing beside the sea,
  • 38.  
    THESE palms weave shadows of delight,
    But the truant heart flies forth To birch-boles glistening more than white
  • 39.  
    OUR blue sierras shone serene, sublime,
    When ghostly shapes came crowding up the air, Shadowing the landscape with some vast despair;
  • 40.  
    I. In South Africa
    Over the lonesome African plain
  • 41.  
    WE bore them their own wild heather
    And ash-boughs jeweled red, There where they sleep together,
  • 42.  
    The battle will not cease
    Till once again on those white steeds ye ride, O heaven-descended Twins,
  • 43.  
    THE poor earth was so winter-marred,
    Harried by storm so long, It seemed no spring could mend her,
  • 44.  
    Bodies glad, erect,
    Beautiful with youth, Life's elect,
  • 45.  
    The day was hotter than words can tell,
    So hot the jelly-fish wouldn't jell. The halibut went all to butter,
  • 46.  
    WHAT song is in the sap of this brave oak-tree
    That to the north-star faces, Ravened each June by caterpillar masses
  • 47.  
    YOUNG, the naked stoker who went
    Mad with the fires and leapt to the sea, Boyhood still in the voice that sent
  • 48.  
    BESIDE the country road with truant grace
    Wild carrot lifts its circles of white lace. From vines whose interwoven branches drape
  • 49.  
    As she sped from dawn to gloaming, a palace upon the sea,
    Did the waves from her proud bows foaming whisper what port should be? That her maiden voyage was tending to a haven hushed and deep,
  • 50.  
    SHRUNKEN little bodies, pallid baby faces,
    Eyes of staring terror, innocence defiled, Tiny bones that strew the sand of silent places,
Total 99 poems written by Katharine Lee Bates

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