About E. Nesbit
Edith Nesbit (married name Edith Bland; 15 August 1858 – 4 May 1924) was an English author and poet; she published her books for children under the name of E. Nesbit. She wrote or collaborated on more than 60 books of children's literature. She was also a political activist and co-founded the Fabian Society, a sociali…
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Poetry & Stories
Spring In War-Time
Now the sprinkled blackthorn snowLies along the lover s lane
England
Shoulders of upland brown laid dark to the sunset's bosom,Living amber of wheat, and copper of new-ploughed loam,
The Fields Of Flanders
Last year the fields were all glad and gayWith silver daisies and silver may;
The Kiss
The snow is white on wood and wold,The wind is in the firs,
A Tragedy
Among his books he sits all dayTo think and read and write;
About E. Nesbit
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Who is E. Nesbit?
Edith Nesbit (married name Edith Bland; 15 August 1858 – 4 May 1924) was an English author and poet; she published her books for children under the name of E. Nesbit.
When was E. Nesbit born?
E. Nesbit was born on 15 August 1858. Associated place: London, England.
Where can I read E. Nesbit's poetry?
Kavishala has 35 poems and stories by E. Nesbit, free to read on this page, along with selected quotes you can share.
Poems & Stories by E. Nesbit
Spring In War-Time
Now the sprinkled blackthorn snowLies along the lover s lane
England
Shoulders of upland brown laid dark to the sunset's bosom,Living amber of wheat, and copper of new-ploughed loam,
The Fields Of Flanders
Last year the fields were all glad and gayWith silver daisies and silver may;
The Kiss
The snow is white on wood and wold,The wind is in the firs,
A Tragedy
Among his books he sits all dayTo think and read and write;
The Despot
The garden mould was damp and chill,Winter had had his brutal will
Villeggiature
My window, framed in pear-tree bloom,White-curtained shone, and softly lighted:
In Trouble
It's all for nothing: I've lost im now.I suppose it ad to be:
Appeal
Daphnis dearest, wherefore weave meWebs of lies lest truth should grieve me?
The Island
Does the wind sing in your ears at night, in the town,Rattling the windows and doors of the cheap-built place?
St. Valentine's Day
The South is a dream of flowersWith a jewel for sky and sea,
Age To Youth
Sunrise is in your eyes, and in your heartThe hope and bright desire of morn and May.
Selected Quotes by E. Nesbit (चुनिंदा उद्धरण)
Now the sprinkled blackthorn snowLies along the lover s lane
Among his books he sits all dayTo think and read and write;
Last year the fields were all glad and gayWith silver daisies and silver may;
The garden mould was damp and chill,Winter had had his brutal will
The South is a dream of flowersWith a jewel for sky and sea,
It's all for nothing: I've lost im now.I suppose it ad to be:
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