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| Poems by Women |
AT NIGHT
Home, home from the horizon far and clear,
Hither the soft wings
sweep;
Flocks of the memories of the day draw near
The dovecote doors of
sleep.
Oh which are they that come through sweetest light
Of all these homing
birds?
Which with the straightest and the swiftest flight?
Your words to
me, your words!
Alice Meynell [1850-1922]
From: Stevenson, Burton Egbert.
The Home Book of Verse.
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This collection assembled by Jone Johnson Lewis.
Collection © 1999-2002 Jone Johnson Lewis.
Citing poems from these pages:
| Author. "Poem Title." Women's History: Poems by Women. Jone Johnson Lewis, editor. URL: (date of logon) |
