Author: Louisa May Alcott

Brighter shone the golden shadows; On the cool wind softly came The low, sweet tones of happy flowers, Singing little […]

Swallow, swallow, neighbor swallow, Starting on your autumn flight, Pause a moment at my window, Twitter softly your good-night; For […]

Little shadows, little shadows Dancing on the chamber wall, While I sit beside the hearthstone Where the red flames rise […]

A little kingdom I possess Where thoughts and feelings dwell, And very hard I find the task Of governing it […]

Thistledown in prison sings: Bright shines the summer sun, Soft is the summer air; Gayly the wood-birds sing, Flowers are […]

O lesson well and wisely taught Stay with me to the last, That all my life may better be For […]

We sighing said, “Our Pan is dead; His pipe hangs mute beside the river Around it wistful sunbeams quiver, But […]

The moonlight fades from flower and rose And the stars dim one by one; The tale is told, the song […]

We are sending you, dear flowers Forth alone to die, Where your gentle sisters may not weep O’er the cold […]

O flower at my window Why blossom you so fair, With your green and purple cup Upturned to sun and […]