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Amelia E. Barr
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Yellow Jasmine / Amelia E. Barr
Do angels come as flowers, O golden stars!
That I can hold within my small white palm?
Or were you dropped from o’er the crystal bars,
Filled with the perfume of celestial psalms?
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The Old Piano / Amelia E. Barr
How still and dusky is the long closed room!
What lingering shadows and what sweet perfume
Of Eastern treasures; sandal-wood and scent,
With nard and cassia, and with roses blent:
Let in the sunshine.
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The Farmer / Amelia E. Barr
The king may rule o’er land and sea,
The lord may live right royally,
The soldier ride in pomp and pride,
The sailor roam o’er ocean wide;
But this or that, whate’er befall,
The farmer he must feed them all.
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My Little Brown Pipe / Amelia E. Barr
I have a little comforter
I carry in my pocket;
It is not any woman’s face
Set in a golden locket;
It is not any kind of purse,
It is not book or letter,
But yet at times, I really think,
That it is something better.
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Help / Amelia E. Barr
My hands have often been weary hands,
Too tired to do their daily task;
And just to fold them forevermore
Has seemed the boon that was best to ask.
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Comrades / Amelia E. Barr
There’s a blacksmith works not far away,
He is brawny and strong and tall;
He’s at his forge when the shadows lift,
And he’s there till the shadows fall.
Just when I leave the land of dreams,
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At the Last / Amelia E. Barr
Now, poor tired hands, be still,
Toil-stained through Death’s white hue;
No need now for your skill,
No further task to do.
Folded across the breast,
Take calmest rest:
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