Louise Imogen Guiney

(1861 - 1920 / United States)

Louise Imogen Guiney Poems

1. The Vigil-At-Arms 1/3/2003
2. Valse Jeune 4/15/2010
3. Tryste Noel 1/4/2003
4. The Wild Ride 1/3/2003
5. A Friend's Song For Simoisius 1/3/2003
6. Peter Rugg The Bostonian 1/3/2003
7. Irish Peasant Song 1/4/2003
8. Brook Farm 1/3/2003
9. Of Joan's Youth 1/3/2003
10. Sanctuary 4/15/2010
11. Nocturne 1/3/2003
12. The Atoning Yesterday 1/3/2003
13. A Footnote To A Famous Lyric 4/15/2010
14. Among The Flags 1/3/2003
15. Saint Florent-Le-Vieil 1/3/2003
16. In The Reading-Room Of The British Museum 1/3/2003
17. Sunday Chimes In The City 1/3/2003
18. The Lights Of London 1/3/2003
19. On First Entering Westminster Abbey 1/3/2003
20. Summum Bonum 1/3/2003
21. A Seventeenth-Century Song 1/3/2003
22. Martyr’s Memorial 4/15/2010
23. Pax Paganica 4/15/2010
24. A Salutation 1/3/2003
25. Ode For A Master Mariner Ashore 4/15/2010
26. Friendship Broken 1/3/2003
27. A Song Of The Lilac 1/3/2003
28. The Kings 1/4/2003
29. Open, Time 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Louise Imogen Guiney

Open, Time

Open, Time, and let him pass
Shortly where his feet would be!
Like a leaf at Michaelmas
Swooning from the tree,

Ere its hour the manly mind
Trembles in a sure decrease,
Nor the body now can find
Any hold on peace.

Take him, weak and overworn;
Fold about his dying dream
Boyhood, and the April morn,
And the rolling stream:

Weather on a sunny ridge,
Showery weather, far from here;
Under some deep-ivied bridge,
Water rushing clear:

Water quick to cross and part,
(Golden light on silver sound),
Weather that was ...

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Summum Bonum

Waiting on Him who knows us and our need,
Most need have we to dare not, nor desire,
But as He giveth, softly to suspire
Against His gift, with no inglorious greed,
For this is joy, tho' still our joys recede;
And, as in octaves of a noble lyre,
To move our minds with His, and clearer, higher,
Sound forth our fate; for this is strength indeed.

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