ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN QUOTES

American author (1832-1911)

Ah, we were blest in Arcady!
Our hearts were innocent and free,
We had no word for doubt or fear,
We knew no sorrow and no tear,
We felt no heart-ache and no pang,
But lived and loved and laughed and sang--
Nor dreamed that heaven could happier be
Than our glad life in Arcady!

ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN, "Exiles from Arcady"

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Up the sky in silence holy
Comes the young moon slowly, slowly,
Softly with her light divine,
Filling, like a cup with wine.

ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN, "Karl"

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Backward, flow backward, O tide of the years!
I am so weary of toil and of tears--
Toil without recompense, tears all in vain--
Take them, and give me my childhood again!

ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN, "Rock Me to Sleep"

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Backward, turn backward, O Time, in your flight,
Make me a child again, just for to-night!
Mother, come back from the echoless shore,
Take me again to your heart as of yore;
Kiss from my forehead the furrows of care,
Smooth the few silver threads out of my hair;
Over my slumbers your loving watch keep--
Rock me to sleep, mother--rock me to sleep!

ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN, "Rock Me to Sleep"

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Dawn of a brighter, whiter day
Than ever blessed us with its ray--
A dawn beneath whose purer light all guilt and wrong shall fade away.

ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN, "Spring at the Capital"

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Once I longed for Wealth and Place,
Happiness and Love's sweet grace--
Now there lives within my breast
Only this one wish--for Rest.

ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN, "At the Gate"

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I count no more my wasted tears;
They left no echo of their fall;
I mourn no more my lonesome years;
This blessed hour atones for all.

ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN, "At Last"

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O flowers! the soul that faints or grieves
New comfort from your lips receives;
Sweet confidence and patient faith are hidden in your leaves.

ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN, "Spring at the Capital"

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Many a check at the memory pales;
The jubilant music faints and fails,
Dying in low and mournful wails
For those whose graves are green;
The crowd grows still with a conscious dread,
So still that you almost hear the tread,
The ghostly tread of the gallant dead
Who walk in the ranks unseen.

ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN, "The Return of the Regiment"

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The wind is full of memories;
It whispers low and clear
The sacred echoes of the past,
And brings the dead more near.

ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN, "April"

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Is it a dream? The day is done,
The long, warm, fragrant summer day;
Afar beyond the hills, the sun
In purple splendor sinks away.

ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN, "The Sunset-Song"

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Oh, it was fair in Arcady!
Birds built and sang in every tree,
And trill and warble, chirp and song,
Rang sweet and clear the whole day long;
The violets blossomed all the year,
No lightnings scathed our happy sphere,
Nor frost congealed on wood or lea,
What time we dwelt in Arcady!

ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN, "Exiles from Arcady"

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