Elizabeth Chase Allen

Elizabeth Chase Allen (October 9, 1832, Strong, Maine – August 7, 1911, Tuckahoe, New York) was an American author, journalist and poet. Quotes Poems (1866) Poems by Elizabeth Akers (Florence Percy). Boston: Ticknor and Fields, 1866. Behold, we live through all things,—famine, thirst,Bereavement, pain; all grief and misery,All woe and sorrow; life inflicts its worstOn soul and body,—but we can not die.Though we be sick, and tired, and faint, and worn,—Lo, all things can be borne! "Endurance", stanza 5, p. 44. I count no more my wasted tears;They left no echo of their fall;I mourn no more my lonesome years;This blessed hour atones for all. "At Last", stanza 3, pp. 87–88. Backward, turn backward, O Time, in your flight,Make me a child again, just for to-night! "Rock Me to Sleep", stanza 1, p. 190. Backward, flow backward, O tide of the years!I am so weary of toil and of tears,—Toil without recompense, tears all in vain,—Take them and give me my childhood again! "Rock Me to Sleep", stanza 2, p. 190. O flowers! the soul that faints or grievesNew comfort from your lips receives;Sweet confidence and patient faith are hidden in your leaves. "Spring in the Capital", stanza 11, p. 196. Dawn of a brighter, whiter dayThan ever blessed us with its ray,—A dawn beneath whose purer light all guilt and wrong shall fade away. "Spring at the Capital", stanza 13, p. 196. Up the sky in silence holyComes the young moon slowly, slowly,Softly with her light divine,Filling, like a cup with wine. "Karl", stanza 1, p. 207. The wind is full of memories;It whispers low and clearThe sacred echoes of the past,And brings the dead more near. "April", stanza 3, p. 219. External links Category:19th-century poets from the United States Category:Novelists from Maine Category:1832 births Category:1911 deaths Category:Women authors from the United States