Dora Sigerson Shorter Poems

'Twas the dream of a God,
And the mould of His hand,
That you shook 'neath His stroke,
That you trembled and broke
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A CHILD'S SONG
[WRITTEN FOR KATHLEEN]
I wish I had a soldier, a soldier, a soldier,
I wish I had a soldier to fight for love of me
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Hush, 'tis thy voice!
No, but a bird upon the bough
Romancing to its mate, but where art thou
To bid my heart rejoice?
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Lift me up from this bed of sickness;
I am going out to meet the summer.
I will run into the arms of Sunshine
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A TRUE STORY
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I am a man who hath known trouble,
O'Ruarc of the Lake.
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What will you do through the waiting days,
What will my darling do?
Will you sleep, or wander in those strange ways
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Fair Lady Kathleen in her tower
Bowed her head like a wounded flower;
She wept the weary night away
'Here I spin for a year and a day,
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Dear, in wintry weather,
How close we crept together!
The storms, with all their thunder,
Could not our fond hands sunder.
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I have been to Hy-Brasail,
And the Land of Youth have seen,
Much laughter have I heard there,
And birds amongst the green.
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When I crept over the hill, broken with tears.
When I crouched down on the grass, dumb in despair,
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