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The Kind Word By Ada Cambridge

The Kind Word By Ada Cambridge

The Kind Word Speak kindly, wife; the little ones will grow Fairest and straightest in the warmest sun. We talk so often of the seed we sow; But, maybe, when we think our labour done, And when we look to gather in the grain, We’ll find these stones, we fling about, again Strewing the fruitless... »

Listening By Ada Cambridge

Listening By Ada Cambridge

Listening 1. When earth’s winter bareness Feels the April rain, All her summer fairness Comes to life again. So my spirit quickens to that magic strain. 2. Fancy, warmed and brightened, Spreads her folded wings — Passion, stirred, enlightened, From its slumber springs — When that bow is laid u... »

At Long Last By Ada Cambridge

At Long Last By Ada Cambridge

At Long Last Late, late the prize is drawn, the goal attained, The Heart’s Desire fulfilled, Love’s guerdon gained. Wealth’s use is past, Fame’s crown of laurel mocks The downward-drooping head and grizzled locks. The end is reached – the end of toil and strife – ... »

This Enlightened Age By Ada Cambridge

This Enlightened Age By Ada Cambridge

This Enlightened Age I Say it to myself—in meekest awe Of Progress, electricity and steam, Of this almighty age—this liberal age, That has no time to breathe, or think, or dream,— I ask it of myself, with bated breath, Casting a furtive glance about the hall,— Our fathers, were their times so very d... »

Sic Vos Non Vobis By Ada Cambridge

Sic Vos Non Vobis By Ada Cambridge

Sic Vos Non Vobis Ye, that the untrod paths have braved, With heart and brain unbound; Who ask not that your souls be saved, But that the Truth be found; Whose fiery cross is borne unseen, Whose meek brows, bleeding but serene With only thorns are crowned; Who, still and steadfast, stand for Right, ... »

Good Night By Ada Cambridge

Good Night By Ada Cambridge

Good Night 1. Love, thou hast wandered far and wide, But here thy wanderings cease; Thy long- sought mate is by thy side, And thou canst sleep in peace. 2. Night moans outside our window- pane, And weeps from dripping eaves; The air is thick with falling rain Upon dead autumn leaves. 3. The winds of... »

A Lesson By Ada Cambridge

A Lesson By Ada Cambridge

A Lesson 1. I know now why the world was sad, With so much good to make it glad; Why all things loveliest and best Have stirred vague sorrows in my breast, And sweetest days that life has had Have vexed me with such vast unrest. 2. I know why I have pined and toiled, And found all aspirations foiled... »

The Resting-Place By Ada Cambridge

The Resting-Place By Ada Cambridge

The Resting-Place “Because I live, ye shall live also.” Calmly the Paschal moonlight now is sleeping On mossy hillock and on headstone grey, Where still our Mother holds in faithful keeping Such as, while living, in her dear arms lay. Ah! loving and beloved, we know ye rest, E’en in the grave,... »

On Australian Hills By Ada Cambridge

On Australian Hills By Ada Cambridge

On Australian Hills Earth, outward tuning on her path in space This pensive southern face, Swathing its smile and shine In that soft veil that day and darkness twine, The silver-threaded twilight thin and fine, With April dews impearled, Looms like another and diviner world. Here April brings her ga... »

Dead By Ada Cambridge

Dead By Ada Cambridge

Dead “ON board the Petrel, in St. Lucia’s bay, Of yellow fever—agèd twenty-nine.” “Who did you say, my lady?” drawled the Earl. “The duke—what duke?” “I did not speak of dukes,” Replied the Countess slowly, white and grim, Pressing the rustling sheet between her palms, The while her diamonds h... »

The Hands That Hang Down By Ada Cambridge

The Hands That Hang Down By Ada Cambridge

The Hands That Hang Down O lord, I am so tired! My heart is sick and sore. I work, and work, and do no good— And I can try no more! I lay my treasures up, And think they’re worth such care; And the next time I go to look, There’s only rubbish there! I tug hard at the door Of knowledge—st... »

Learn By Ada Cambridge

Learn By Ada Cambridge

Learn Learn, learn, learn,— Our beautiful world is not a field for sheep; Not just a place wherein to laugh and weep, To eat and drink, to dance and sigh and sleep, And then to moulder into senseless dust. Learn, learn, learn,— Look up and learn—you cannot look too high! Not for the earthly wealth w... »

After Our Likeness. By Ada Cambridge

After Our Likeness. By Ada Cambridge

After Our Likeness. Before me now a little picture lies— A little shadow of a childish face, Childishly sweet, yet with the dawning grace Of thought and wisdom on her lips and eyes. Fair, oval, broad-brow’d face—small, delicate head— Transparent skin, with blue veins shining through— All the s... »

To-Morrow By Ada Cambridge

To-Morrow By Ada Cambridge

To-Morrow The lighthouse shines across the sea; The homing fieldfares sing for glee: ‘Behold the shore!’ Alas for shattered wing and breast! The lighthouse breakers make their nest, And hedges bloom for them no more – No more. In their old church the lovers stand. His wedding ring ... »

Seeking By Ada Cambridge

Seeking By Ada Cambridge

Seeking Bright eyes, sweet lips, with sudden fevers fill My strong blood, running wildly, as it must; But lips and eyes too soon beget distrust. A soft touch sends a momentary thrill Through sense unsubservient to the will; But warm caresses leave a dim disgust; Like Dead- Sea apples, kisses turn to... »

Good-Bye By Ada Cambridge

Good-Bye By Ada Cambridge

Good-Bye Good-bye! — ’tis like a churchyard bell — good-bye!    Poor weeping eyes! Poor head, bowed down with woe!    Kiss me again, dear love, before you go. Ah, me, how fast the precious moments fly!    Good-bye! Good-bye! We are like mourners when they stand and cry    At open g... »

A Dream Of Venice By Ada Cambridge

A Dream Of Venice By Ada Cambridge

A Dream Of Venice NUMB, half asleep, and dazed with whirl of wheels, And gasp of steam, and measured clank of chains, I heard a blithe voice break a sudden pause, Ringing familiarly through the lamp-lit night, “Wife, here’s your Venice!” I was lifted down, And gazed about in stupid wonderment,... »

The Physical Conscience By Ada Cambridge

The Physical Conscience By Ada Cambridge

The Physical Conscience The moral conscience — court of last appeal — Our word of God — our Heaven- sent light and guide — From what high aims it lures our steps aside! To what immoral deeds it sets its seal! That beacon lamp has lost its sacred fire; That pilot- guide, compelling wind and wave, By ... »

Ordained By Ada Cambridge

Ordained By Ada Cambridge

Ordained 1. THROUGH jewelled windows in the walls The tempered daylight smiles, And solemn music swells and falls Adown these stately aisles; Beneath that carven chancel- rood Low murmurs, hushed to silence, brood; One voice in prayer appeals For Holy Spirit’s quickening grace To light his now... »

Cui Bono By Ada Cambridge

Cui Bono By Ada Cambridge

Cui Bono 1. Why should we care for storms that rave and rend, Safe at our household hearth? Unknowing whence we came, or where we wend, Why should we ache and toil, and waste and spend, Treading from no beginning to no end, An uncrowned martyr’s path? 2. Is it worth while to suffer, when we mi... »

The Hand In The Dark By Ada Cambridge

The Hand In The Dark By Ada Cambridge

The Hand In The Dark How calm the spangled city spread below! How cool the night! How fair the starry skies! How sweet the dewy breezes! But I know What, under all their seeming beauty, lies. That million-fibred heart, alive, is wrung With every grief that human creatures fear. Could its dumb anguis... »

Influence By Ada Cambridge

Influence By Ada Cambridge

Influence As in the deeps of embryonic night, Out of unfathomable obscurities Of Nature’s womb, the little life-germs rise, Pushing and pulsing upward to the light; As, when the first day dawns on waking sight, They leap to liberty and recognize The golden sunshine and the morning skies Their ... »

Afar Off By Ada Cambridge

Afar Off By Ada Cambridge

Afar Off 1. Is it a will o’ the wisp, or is dawn breaking, That our horizon wears so strange a hue? Is it but one more dream, or are we waking To find at last that dreams are coming true? 2. Far off and faint, a golden line is streaking The cloudy night that shrouds the life of man; It is the ... »

Tired By Ada Cambridge

Tired By Ada Cambridge

Tired O For wings! that I might soar A little way above the floor, A little way beyond the roar— A little nearer to the sky! To the blue hills, lifted high Out of all our misery. Where alone is heard the lark, Warbling in the infinite arc From the dawning to the dark; Where the callow eaglets wink O... »

Shadow And Substance By Ada Cambridge

Shadow And Substance By Ada Cambridge

Shadow And Substance What have we lost with our lost Heaven and Hell? Have sacred faith and worship come to naught? Is life no more with noble meaning fraught? Is it not still a thing ineffable, Beyond what mind can grasp or tongue may tell — Beyond all mystery by sages taught, All greatest wonders ... »

Fashion By Ada Cambridge

Fashion By Ada Cambridge

Fashion See those resplendent creatures, as they glide O’er scarlet carpet, between footmen tall, From sumptuous carriage to effulgent hall – A dazzling vision in their pomp and pride! See that choice supper – needless – cast aside – Though worth a thousand fortunes, co... »

What Of The Night By Ada Cambridge

What Of The Night By Ada Cambridge

What Of The Night To you, who look below,    Where little candles glow — Who listen in a narrow street, Confused with noise of passing feet — To you ’tis wild and dark;    No light, no guide, no ark, For travellers lost on moor and lea, And ship-wrecked mariners at sea. But they wh... »

The Old Manor House By Ada Cambridge

The Old Manor House By Ada Cambridge

The Old Manor House AN old house, crumbling half away, all barnacled and lichen-grown, Of saddest, mellowest, softest grey,—with a grand history of its own— Grand with the work and strife and tears of more than half a thousand years. Such delicate, tender, russet tones of colour on its gables slept,... »

Outcast By Ada Cambridge

Outcast By Ada Cambridge

Outcast Perchance for dear Life’s sake – and life is sweet – When work had failed and roads were deep in snow, And this meant food and fire, she fell so low – That painted creature of the midnight street. Perchance that other, with the shoeless feet, Was Nature’s victim... »

Craven-Heart By Ada Cambridge

Craven-Heart By Ada Cambridge

Craven-Heart Those anguished voices in the air! Oh, I could shriek and tear my hair In rage, rebellion and despair. But what is one, amid a throng So vast and merciless and strong, To make attempt to right the wrong? What ear would hear me if I cried? And who would rally to my side? What could I do ... »

The Future Verdict By Ada Cambridge

The Future Verdict By Ada Cambridge

The Future Verdict How will our unborn children scoff at us In the good years to come, The happier ears to come, Because, like driven sheep, we yielded thus, Before the shearers dumb. What are the words their wiser lips will say? ‘These men had gained the light; ‘These women knew the rig... »

Individuality By Ada Cambridge

Individuality By Ada Cambridge

Individuality Phew! ‘T’is a stuffy and a stupid place, This social edifice by Custom wrought – This fenced enclosure wherein all are caught, The great and small, the noble and the base, And squeezed and flattened to one common face. Air, air for springing fancy, errant thought! Sco... »

A Wife’s Protest By Ada Cambridge

A Wife’s Protest By Ada Cambridge

A Wife’s Protest 1. Like a white snowdrop in the spring From child to girl I grew, And thought no thought, and heard no word That was not pure and true. 2. And when I came to seventeen, And life was fair and free, A suitor, by my father’s leave, Was brought one day to me. 3. “Make me the... »

The Winged Mariners By Ada Cambridge

The Winged Mariners By Ada Cambridge

The Winged Mariners Through the wild night, the silence and the dark, Through league on league of the uncharted sky, Lonelier than dove of fable from its ark, The fieldfares fly. Mate with his tiny mate, and younglings frail, That only knew the crevice of their tree Until, in faith stupendous, they ... »

Seed-Time And Harvest By Ada Cambridge

Seed-Time And Harvest By Ada Cambridge

Seed-Time And Harvest “Thou waterest her furrows, thou sendest rain into the little valleys thereof; thou makest it soft with the drops of rain, and blessest the increase of it.” Fret not thyself so sorely, heart of mine, For that the pain hath roughly broke thy rest,— That thy wild flowers lie dead... »

Fallen By Ada Cambridge

Fallen By Ada Cambridge

Fallen For want of bread to eat and clothes to wear — Because work failed and streets were deep in snow, And this meant food and fire — she fell so low, Sinning for dear life’s sake, in sheer despair. Or, because life was else so bald and bare, The natural woman in her craved to know The warmt... »

Wasted By Ada Cambridge

Wasted By Ada Cambridge

Wasted Each day another soldier in the van, Each day a new young worker in the fields, And every day more plenteous harvest-yields From human toil, to bless and not to ban – A better world, upon a better plan. And, daily strengthening the arms he wields, And more disdainful of old shifts and s... »

The Night By Ada Cambridge

The Night By Ada Cambridge

The Night II Watchman, what of the night? See you a streak of light? Whither, O Captain of the quest, The course we steer for Port of Rest? How shall he answer – he Who never put to sea? Within his tabernacle wall He cannot even hear us call. Behind the jealous door That he must pass no more, ... »

Nightfall In The Fens By Ada Cambridge

Nightfall In The Fens By Ada Cambridge

Nightfall In The Fens 1. One hour ago the red- hot sun below the bright horizon sank. The long midsummer day is done. Our boat is moored beneath the bank. The glory of the crimson west dies slowly on the river’s breast. 2. The water- violet shuts its eye; the water- lily petals close; So in th... »

Contentment By Ada Cambridge

Contentment By Ada Cambridge

Contentment Is it a virtue, as the sages say, The ‘trivial round and common task’ to ply, And for no wider walk of life to sigh Than we were born to; sweetly, day by day, Our meed of lowly reverence to pay Our high-placed ‘betters’; never to defy The powers that be; never to ... »

The Easter Decorations By Ada Cambridge

The Easter Decorations By Ada Cambridge

The Easter Decorations O take away your dried and painted garlands! The snow-cloth’s fallen from each quicken’d brow, The stone’s rolled off the sepulchre of winter, And risen leaves and flowers are wanted now. Send out the little ones, that they may gather With their pure hands th... »

In Memoriam By Ada Cambridge

In Memoriam By Ada Cambridge

In Memoriam “He asked life of thee, and thou gavest him a long life, even for ever and ever.” Life—length of days—the time to work and strive In his Lord’s vineyard; to bring heavenly light Into the drear, dark places of the earth, And make them fair and fruitful in His sight. Life—it seemR... »

Advent Hymn By Ada Cambridge

Advent Hymn By Ada Cambridge

Advent Hymn Another mile—a year Pass’d by for ever! And the warnings swell From upper heaven to darkest depths of hell,— O we are drawing near! All through the waiting lands Dim signs and tokens, if unheeded, throng; We feel them thickening as we pass along, Holding out fearful hands. Light! w... »

The Watchman By Ada Cambridge

The Watchman By Ada Cambridge

The Watchman I Through jewelled windows in the walls The tender daylight smiles; Majestic music swells and falls Adown the stately aisles; Shadows of carven roof and rood, Of stony saints and angels, brood Above the altar-glow; They cannot dim the shining face Of one conspicuous in his place Amid th... »

Responsibility By Ada Cambridge

Responsibility By Ada Cambridge

Responsibility Why are our ideals hid from hostile eyes As boys in school hide toys from master’s view? Let them be real as we believe them true — Real as our chartered laws and liberties. All precious rights that we possess and prize Were ideals once, unshaped, unripe, and new, The wild delus... »

Faith By Ada Cambridge

Faith By Ada Cambridge

Faith And is the great cause lost beyond recall?    Have all the hopes of ages come to naught?    Is life no more with noble meaning fraught? Is life but death, and love its funeral pall? Maybe. And still on bended knees I fall,    Filled with a faith no preacher ever taught.    O God — MY God... »

Vows By Ada Cambridge

Vows By Ada Cambridge

Vows Nay, ask me not. I would not dare pretend To constant passion and a life-long trust. They will desert thee, if indeed they must. How can we guess what Destiny will send – Smiles of fair fortune, or black storms to rend What even now is shaken by a gust? The fire will burn, or it will die ... »

The Old Maid’s Story By Ada Cambridge

The Old Maid’s Story By Ada Cambridge

The Old Maid’s Story Ay, many and many a year’s gone by, Since the dawn of that day in spring, When we met in the pine-woods, Harry and I, And he gave me this golden ring. I had lovers in plenty, of high degree, Who wooed in my father’s hall; But none were so noble and brave as he,... »

Mirage By Ada Cambridge

Mirage By Ada Cambridge

Mirage Is it a will-o’-the-wisp, or is dawn breaking, That our horizon wears so strange a hue? Is it but one more dream, or are we waking To find that dreams, at last, are coming true? Aye, surely, in that golden glimmer streaking The cloudy sky-line of the life of man, We see the blessed day ... »

By The Camp Fire By Ada Cambridge

By The Camp Fire By Ada Cambridge

By The Camp Fire Ah, ’twas but now I saw the sun flush pink on yonder placid tide; The purple hill-tops, one by one, were strangely lit and glorified; And yet how sweet the night has grown, with palest starlights dimly sown! Those mountain ranges, far and near, enclasp me,— sharply pencilled t... »

The Dawn Of God’s Sabbath By Ada Cambridge

The Dawn Of God’s Sabbath By Ada Cambridge

The Dawn Of God’s Sabbath The dawn of God’s dear Sabbath Breaks o’er the earth again, As some sweet summer morning After a night of pain; It comes as cooling showers To some exhausted land, As shade of clustered palm trees ’Mid weary wastes of sand. Lord, we would bring for offering Though mar... »

I Dare Not By Ada Cambridge

I Dare Not By Ada Cambridge

I Dare Not 1. I hear strange voices in the air. My pulses leap, I tear my hair In rage, rebellion, and despair; Yet dare not speak. 2. I am for right, my foes for wrong, But they are legion, they are strong, And I am one amid the throng, Alone and weak. 3. What ear would hear me if I cried? What com... »

A Street Riot By Ada Cambridge

A Street Riot By Ada Cambridge

A Street Riot Poor, hapless souls! at whom we stand aghast, As at invading armies sweeping by — As strange to haggard face and desperate cry — Did we not know the worm must turn at last? Poor, hungry men, with hungry children cast Upon the wintry streets to thieve or die — Suffering your wants and w... »

The Virgin Martyr By Ada Cambridge

The Virgin Martyr By Ada Cambridge

The Virgin Martyr Every wild she-bird has nest and mate in the warm April weather, But a captive woman, made for love — no mate, no nest has she. In the spring of young desire, young men and maids are wed together, And the happy mothers flaunt their bliss for all the world to see: Nature’... »

Recollection By Ada Cambridge

Recollection By Ada Cambridge

Recollection Awawe-worn boulder, with green sea-moss wrapping A silken mantle o’er its jagged sides; And silvery, seething waters softly lapping Through gulfs and channels hollow’d by the tides: A lime-cliff overhead, o’erhanging grimly, A dash of sunlight on its breast of snow; Th... »

Evensong By Ada Cambridge

Evensong By Ada Cambridge

Evensong The sun has set; grey shadows darken slowly The rose-red cloud-hills that were bathed in light. O Lord, to Thee, with spirit meek and lowly, I kneel in prayer to-night. I thank Thee for my “daily bread”—the sorrow And the gladness Thou hast given me this day— The strange rich gifts which, t... »

Unstrung By Ada Cambridge

Unstrung By Ada Cambridge

Unstrung My skies were blue, and my sun was bright, And, with fingers tender and strong and light, He woke up the music that slept before— Echoing, echoing evermore! By-and-by, my skies grew grey;— No master-touch on the harp-strings lay,— Dead silence cradled the notes divine: His soul had wander&#... »

The Mob By Ada Cambridge

The Mob By Ada Cambridge

The Mob Why stand dumbfounded and aghast, As at invading armies sweeping by, Surprised by haggard face and threatening cry, The storm unheralded, that rose so fast? Men, with gaunt wives and hungry children, cast Upon the wintry streets to thieve or die, They cannot always suffer silently; Patience ... »

Midnight By Ada Cambridge

Midnight By Ada Cambridge

Midnight 1. The night is clear and still. The moon rides high. The green leaves whisper where the soft winds blow. Above, the stars shine in a sapphire sky — The city sleeps below. 2. Sleeps? Nay. The million- fibred heart is wrung With wild desire and ceaseless pain and fear. Could its dumb anguish... »

By A Norfolk Broad By Ada Cambridge

By A Norfolk Broad By Ada Cambridge

By A Norfolk Broad One hour ago the crimson sun, that seemed so long a-drowning, sank. The summer day is all but done. Our boat is moored beneath the bank. I bask in peace, content, replete — my faithful comrade at my feet. The water-violet shuts its eye; the water-lily petals close; So in the eveni... »

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