Louisa May Alcott

(29 November 1832 – 6 March 1888 / Pennsylvania / United States)

Louisa May Alcott Poems

1. My Frost-King - Song Ii 4/6/2010
2. I Wish I Had A Quiet Tomb 4/6/2010
3. My Frost-King - Song I 4/6/2010
4. Hither, Hither 4/6/2010
5. Healfast, Healfast, Ye Hero Wounds 4/6/2010
6. Little Nell 4/6/2010
7. Little Paul 4/6/2010
8. Y Are The Maiden Posies 4/6/2010
9. Here's A Nut 4/6/2010
10. He That Is Down Need Fear No Fall 4/6/2010
11. The Mother Moon 4/6/2010
12. Hello! Hello! 4/6/2010
13. To The First Born 4/6/2010
14. Lily-Bell 4/6/2010
15. I Write About The Butterfly 4/6/2010
16. Here Is The Bracelet 4/6/2010
17. My Doves 4/6/2010
18. Dear Grif 4/6/2010
19. Beds To The Front Of Them 4/6/2010
20. Give Me Freshening Breeze, My Boys 4/6/2010
21. Fragments From 4/6/2010
22. Chingery Wangery Chan 4/6/2010
23. A Lament For S. B. Pat Paw 4/6/2010
24. French Song 4/6/2010
25. From Our Happy Home 4/6/2010
26. Our Little Ghost 4/6/2010
27. And If Your Nancy Frowns, My Lad 4/6/2010
28. Bide A Wee 4/6/2010
29. Fragments 4/6/2010
30. He Prayeth Best Who Loveth Best 4/6/2010
31. Lily-Bell And Thistledown Song Ii 1/1/2004
32. 'The Frost-King' Song 1 1/1/2004
33. Chevalita 4/6/2010
34. Gingerbread 4/6/2010
35. In The Garret 4/6/2010
36. 'The Rose Family' Song Ii 1/1/2004
37. 'The Frost-King' Song Ii 1/1/2004
38. 'The Rose Family' Song 1 1/1/2004
39. Lily-Bell And Thistledown Song I 1/1/2004
40. Don'T Drive Me Away 4/6/2010
Best Poem of Louisa May Alcott

Fairy Song

The moonlight fades from flower and rose
And the stars dim one by one;
The tale is told, the song is sung,
And the Fairy feast is done.
The night-wind rocks the sleeping flowers,
And sings to them, soft and low.
The early birds erelong will wake:
'T is time for the Elves to go.

O'er the sleeping earth we silently pass,
Unseen by mortal eye,
And send sweet dreams, as we lightly float
Through the quiet moonlit sky;--
For the stars' soft eyes alone may see,
And the flowers alone may know,
The feasts we hold, the tales we tell;
So't ...

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'The Frost-King' Song Ii

Brighter shone the golden shadows;
On the cool wind softly came
The low, sweet tones of happy flowers,
Singing little Violet's name.
'Mong the green trees was it whispered,
And the bright waves bore it on
To the lonely forest flowers,
Where the glad news had not gone.

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