Florence Earle Coates Guide-Book/A
Ab Humo. (The seedling hidden in the sod) Harper's Monthly Magazine v. 110 no. 659 p. 798 (April 1905); 1909 p. 29; 1916 v. 1 p. 154.
Achilles. (When, with a mortal mother's helpless tears) 1898 p. 101; 1916 v. 2 p. 79.
Adieu. (Adieu! I know that I no more) 1898 p. 78; 1916 v. 2 p. 44.
An Adieu. (Sorrow, quit me for a while!) Harper's Monthly Magazine v. 127 no. 758 p. 185 (July 1913); 1916 v. 2 p. 220.
Adonis. (Love is dying; lay him low) 1904 p. 120; 1916 v. 2 p. 145.
Affinity. (All are not strangers whom we so misname) Putnam's Monthly v. 2 no. 4 p. 399 (July 1907); 1909 p. 73; 1916 v. 2 p. 94.
After. (After the darkness, dawning) The Outlook v. 82 p. 680 (24 March 1906); 1909 p. 112; 1916 v. 2 p. 257. Composer Amy Cheney Beach set this poem to music, and suggested to Mrs. Coates that the line which reads "After regret and doubting" (The Outlook, 1906) should read "After despair and doubting." In a letter written on 8 September 1908, Mrs. Coates thanks Mrs Beach for her "sensitive genius for a very great improvement which ... [she] will straightaway adopt..." [Letters accessed: Amy Cheney Beach Papers, Milne Special Collections, University of New Hampshire Library, Durham NH].
After the Paintings by George F. Watts: I. Love and Death II. Love and Life. (A moment, Death!—only a moment more!) The Reader v. 9 no. 2 p. 175 (January 1907); 1909 p. 21; 1916 v. 2 p. 49. Part 1 line 12:
To know thee, Death!—for thou wilt spare—wilt spare! [1907] |
After the Play. (You say I'm dying! It is so, I think) 1909 p. 35; 1916 v. 2 p. 227. Line 20:
Of purest joy from lethal fountains drink [1909] |
Against the Gate of Life: To Helen Keller. (As mute against the gate of life you sit) Lippincott's Monthly Magazine v. 86 no. 516 p. 689 (December 1910); 1912 p. 105.
Alexander III: Livadia, November 1, 1894. (The world in mourning for a Russian Tsar!) 1898 p. 52; 1916 v. 1 p. 60. 1898 version contains a final stanza not present in the 1916 version:
Woe to the Tsar!—Livadia's cannon boom, |
The All-Mother. (In the arid and desolate places of life) Lippincott's Monthly Magazine v. 93 no. 555 p. 379 (March 1914); 1916 v. 2 p. 140.
Alms. (A beggar, bent beneath the weight of years) Harper's Monthly Magazine v. 108 no. 647 p. 747 (April 1904); 1904 p. 75; 1916 v. 2 p. 132.
America. (Patient she is—long-suffering, our Land) 1917.
America. (Thy children are inspired by thee) The Outlook v. 59 no. 10 p. 623 (9 July 1898); 1904 p. 159; 1916 v. 1 p. 127. Line 3:
They long to make the wretched free [1898] |
America Speaks. (We have been sleeping—dreaming. Now) 1917.
An American at Lincoln. (The vast cathedral-crown of the high hill) Book News Monthly v. 26 no. ? p. 13; 1909 p. 71; 1916 v. 1 p. 100.
The American People to the Allies. (If they tell you that we hold) 1917.
Amor Creator. (Love is enough: were all we fondly cherish) Harper's Monthly Magazine v. 114 no. 684 p. 909 (May 1907); 1909 p. 32; 1916 v. 2 p. 249.
An Appeal. (Harken, heroic England! Know how near) 1916 v. 2 p. 213.
The Angelus. (see Jean-François Millet)
April. (Swelling bud and fond suggestion) Lippincott's Monthly Magazine v. 81 no. ? p. 480 (April 1908); 1909 p. 24; 1916 v. 2 p. 245. Line 7:
Upward to the sunshine creeping [1908, 1909] |
Art. (She stood a vision vestureless and fair) The Century Magazine v. 46 no. 2 p. 274 (June 1893); 1898 p. 111; 1916 v. 2 p. 171. Lines 5, 8:
And I, unworthy, as I pondered there [1893] |
Then she, it seemed, rebuked me: "Old and young [1893] |
Art and War. (War has its field of blood—heart-breaking War) The Bellman v. 18 no. 443 p. 53 (9 January 1915); 1916 p. 215.
As from Afar. (To see thee, hear thee, wistful watch I keep) Lippincott's Monthly Magazine v. 74 no. 443 p. 609 (November 1904); 1904 p. 20; 1916 (as "Nature") v. 1 p. 88.
As They Leave Us. (Bid farewell with pride) Patriotic Pieces from the Great War (1918) p. 116.
"Ask what you will". (Ask what you will, I must obey your hest!) The Century Magazine v. 64 no. 4 p. 532 (August 1902); 1904 p. 16; 1916 v. 1 p. 123. Line 13:
Nay; smile, dear child—ah, like your mother!—so! [1902] |
At Break of Day. (I thought that past the gates of doom) The Century Magazine v. 43 no. 6 p. 904 (April 1892); 1898 p. 116; 1916 v. 1 p. 55.
At Dusk. (Earth, mother dear, I turn at last) Scribner's Magazine v. 33 no. 6 p. 674 (June 1903); 1904 p. 152; 1916 v. 1 p. 210. Line 14:
Deep source of voiceless springs [1903] |
At Easter. (He saw the myriad blooming plants) 1904 p. 86. Line 6:
To place or flower or leaf [1904] |
At The Sarah-Bernhardt Theatre. (Nothing that man's creative mind hath wrought) Lippincott's Monthly Magazine v. 67 no. 399 p. 377 (March 1901); 1904 p. 60; 1916 v. 2 p. 136.
Autumn. (In her arms unconscious lying) Lippincott's Monthly Magazine v. 68 no. 407 p. 576 (November 1901); 1904 p. 32; 1916 v. 1 p. 107. Line 8:
Proserpina wreathes her hair [1901, 1904] |
Autumn. ("We ne'er will part!" Ah me, what plaintive sounds) 1898 p. 94; 1916 v. 2 p. 194.