Author: Louisa May Alcott

Long ago in a poultry yard One dull November morn, Beneath a motherly soft wing A little goose was born. […]

From our happy home Through the world we roam One week in all the year, Making winter spring With the […]

Oh! a bare, brown rock Stood up in the sea, The waves at its feet Dancing merrily. A little bubble […]

Now the day is done, Now the shepherd sun Drives his white flocks from the sky; Now the flowers rest […]

Awake! Awake! for the earliest gleam Of golden sunlight shines On the rippling waves, that brightly flow Beneath the flowering […]

Mysterious death! who in a single hour Life’s gold can so refine And by thy art divine Change mortal weakness […]

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 […]