Kirsten Bailey Atkinson

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"No man is an Island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the Continent, a part of the main;

if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if

a manor of thy friends or of thine own were; any mans death diminishes me, because I am involved

in Mankind; And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; It tolls for thee."

Although Mary Howe was famous for writing the Spider and the Fly she
was also reputed to have written the poem Hush a bye Baby better known
now as a Nursery Rhyme for children.

Bailey Atkinson invites you to read some lovely poems
No, no! the energy of life may be

Kept on after the grave, but not begun;

And he who flagg'd not in the earthly strife,

In every cry of every Man,

In every Infant's cry of fear,

In every voice, in every ban,

The mind-forg'd manacles I hear.

My desire and thy desire

Twinning to a tongue of fire,

Leaping live, and laughing higher;

Thro' the everlasting strife

In the mystery of life.

Love poems that Kirsten Bailey Atkinson likes
I want (who does not want?) a wife, --

Affectionate and fair;

To solace all the woes of life,

And all its joys to share.

Of temper sweet, of yielding will,

Of firm, yet placid mind, --

With all my faults to love me still

With sentiment refined.

A merry little ghost it is,

Dancing gayly by itself,

On the flowery counterpane,

Like a tricksy household elf;

Nodding to the fitful shadows,

As they flicker on the wall;

Talking to familiar pictures,

Mimicking the owl's shrill call.

'Tis not to see the world

As from a height, with rapt prophetic eyes,

And heart profoundly stirred;

And weep, and feel the fulness of the past,

The years that are no more!