Louise Imogen Guiney Sea Poems

  • 1.
    Across the bridge, where in the morning blow
    The wrinkled tide turns homeward, and is fain
    Homeward to drag the balck sea-goer's chain,
    And the long yards by Dowgate dipping low;
    ...
  • 2.
    Ye daffodilian days, whose fallen towers
    Shielded our paradisal prime from ill,
    Fair Past, fair motherhood! let come what will,
    We, being yours, defy the anarch powers.
    ...
  • 3.
    I

    The mare is pawing by the oak,
    The chaise is cool and wide
    ...
  • 4.
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  • 5.
    ARE favoring ladies above thee?
    Are there dowries and lands? Do they say
    Seven others are fair? But I love thee:
    Aultre nĂ¢??auray!
    ...
  • 6.
    Thabor of England! since my light is short
    And faint, O rather by the sun anew
    Of timeless passion set my dial true,
    That with thy saints and thee I may consort,
    ...
  • 7.
    The breath of dew, and twilight's grace,
    Be on the lonely battle-place;
    And to so young, so kind a face,
    The long, protecting grasses cling!
    ...
  • 8.
    I would unto my fair restore
    A simple thing:
    The flushing cheek she had before!
    Out-velveting
    ...
  • 9.
    I would unto my fair restore
    A simple thing:
    The flushing cheek she had before!
    Out-velveting
    ...
Total 9 Sea Poems by Louise Imogen Guiney

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Kate Drew-Wilkinson: Louise Imogen Guiney is my Great Great Aunt. She took my young Mother, Louise Guiney and my great Aunts Grace and Ruth Guiney to England, to Oxford and cared for them until her death. I have stories and many images of her with family, thanks to Grace and Ruth making a family album. Pictures by Fred Holland Day. I have pictures of her with her cat Wee -one.. and I will spend the rest of my days reading, researching and enjoying, now that I am 83. I would love to hear from any of those who know and love her work, or any way I can be led to some Guiney relatives..The only ones I knew and knew well were my Great Aunts, living outside Oxford.

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