Julia Ward Howe Heart Poems
- 1. Mother Mind
I never made a poem, dear friend-
I never sat me down, and said,
This cunning brain and patient hand
Shall fashion something to be read.
... - 2. The Dead Christ
Take the dead Christ to my chamber,
The Christ I brought from Rome;
Over all the tossing ocean,
He has reached his western home;
... - 3. The Flag
There's a flag hangs over my threshold, whose folds are more dear to me
Than the blood that thrills in my bosom its earnest of liberty;
And dear are the stars it harbors in its sunny field of blue
As the hope of a further heaven that lights all our dim lives through.
... - 4. Limitations Of Benevolence
'The beggar boy is none of mine,'
The reverend doctor strangely said;
'I do not walk the streets to pour
Chance benedictions on his head.
... - 5. My Last Dance
The shell of objects inwardly consumed
Will stand, till some convulsive wind awakes;
Such sense hath Fire to waste the heart of things,
Nature, such love to hold the form she makes.
... - 6. Coquette Et Froide
What is thy thought of me?
What is thy feeling?
Lov'st thou the veil of sense,
Or its revealing?
... - 7. Robert E. Lee
A gallant foeman in the fight,
A brother when the fight was o'er,
The hand that led the host with might
The blessed torch of learning bore.
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Howard Eugene Bohrn: I have in my possession an original newspaper clipping entitled, "Mrs. Howe's Lincoln Poem."'
It goes on to say, "At the Lincoln meeting in Boston's Symphony Hall Friday Mrs. Julia Ward Howe contributed a poem which dispatch says she recited "in a strong and firm voice." Mrs. Howe is now in her ninetieth yearl "
