Adelaide Anne Procter
Adelaide Anne Procter Poems
|1.||One By One The Sands Are Flowing||3/2/2012|
|2.||My God, I Thank Thee Who Hast Made||3/2/2012|
|3.||Per Pacem Ad Lucem||1/1/2004|
|7.||A Woman’s Question||1/1/2004|
|8.||A Lost Chord||1/1/2004|
He was the first always: Fortune
Shone bright in his face.
I fought for years; with no effort
He conquered the place:
We ran; my feet were all beeding,
But he won the race.
Spite of his many successes,
Men loved him the same;
My one pale ray of good fortune
Met scoffing and blame.
When we erred, they gave him pity,
But me -- only shame.
My home was still in the shadow,
His lay in the sun:
I longed in vain: what he asked for
It straightway was done.
Once I staked all my heart's treasure,
We played -- ...