Author: Katharine Tynan

The house where I was born, Where I was young and gay, Grows old amid its corn, Amid its scented […]

She kneels by the cradle Where Jesus doth lie; Singing, Lullaby, my Baby! But why dost Thou cry? The babes […]

Where are ye now, O beautiful girls of the mountain, Oreads all? Nothing at all stirs here save the drip […]

Bring flowers to strew His way, Yea, sing, make holiday; Bid young lambs leap, And earth laugh after sleep. For […]

Little sisters, the birds: We must praise God, you and I­ You, with songs that fill the sky, I, with […]

All in the April evening, April airs were abroad; The sheep with their little lambs Passed me by on the […]

Our father, ere he went Out with his brother, Death, Smiling and well-content As a bridegroom goeth, Sweetly forgiveness prayed […]

Lest he miss other children, lo! His angel is his playfellow. A riotous angel two years old, With wings of […]

Out upon the sand-dunes thrive the coarse long grasses; Herons standing knee-deep in the brackish pool; Overhead the sunset fire […]

God bless the little orchard brown Where the sap stirs these quickening days. Soon in a white and rosy gown […]

‘O spare my cherries in the net,’ Brother Benignus prayed; ‘and I Summer and winter, shine and wet, Will pile […]