A CHILD'S smile--nothing more; Quiet, and soft, and grave, and seldom seen; Like summer lightning o'er, Leaving the little face again serene.…
Born Dinah Maria Mulock at Longfield Cottage, Hartshill, Stoke-upon-Trent in 1826. Her father was a Nonconformist clergyman. She wrote poetry from an early age and helped her mother teach in a small school. In 1831 the family went to live at Newcastle under Lyme, Staffordshire where she attended Brampton House Academy. On inheriting some property in 1839, they all moved to London. Dinah continued to study a range of modern and classical languages. Her other interests included drawing and music. Her first work to be published was a poem on the birth of the Princess Royal which appeared in the Staffordshire Advertiser in 1841. She wrote some stories for children and in 1849 The Ogilvies appeared. This novel was dedicated to her mother who had died four years earlier. Her career began to take off and she began to move in London literary circles. The head of the family (1852) was dedicated to Elizabeth Barrett Browning. Her best known work is John Halifax, Gentleman (1857) which features Longfield, named after the cottage in which she was born, and its publication led to a new prosperity. It was printed in many editions in English and in several foreign translations. Her own favourite novel was A life for a life (1859). In 1865 she married George Lillie Craik who was a partner in the company of Macmillan, publishers. Mrs. Craik lived with her husband at Shortlands, Bromley, Kent for the rest of her life. Dinah was respected for her very generous and compassionate nature and this strength of character can be seen in the rather moralistic tone of much of her poetry, fiction and essays. She felt that true nobility was not dependent upon material wealth and this theme is well developed in John Halifax, gentleman.)
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TUNE--'God rest ye, merry gentleman.' GOD rest ye, merry gentlemen; let nothing you dismay, For Jesus Christ, our Saviour, was born on Christmas-day.…
LITTLE soul, for such brief space that entered In this little body straight and chilly, Little life that fluttered and departed, Like a moth from an unopened lily,…
LACK-LUSTRE eye, and idle wing, And smirchèd breast that skims no more, White as the foam itself, the wave-- Hast thou not even a grave…
WHERE shall we sail to-day?'--Thus said, methought, A voice that only could be heard in dreams: And on we glided without mast or oar, A wondrous boat upon a wondrous sea.…
SO heavenly beautiful it lay, It was less like a human corse Than that fair shape in which perforce A lost hope clothes itself alway.…
SILENT and sunny was the way Where Youth and I danced on together: So winding and embowered o'er, We could not see one rood before.…
OLD friend, that with a pale and pensile grace Climbest the lush hedgerows, art thou back again, Marking the slow round of the wond'rous years? Didst beckon me a moment, silent flo…
REST--rest--four little letters, one short word, Enfolding an infinitude of bliss-- Rest is upon the earth. The heavy clouds Hang poised in silent ether, motionless,…
WITH steady march across the daisy meadow, And by the churchyard wall we go; But leave behind, beneath the linden shadow, One, who no more will rise and go:…
A WIND-SWEPT tulip-bed--a colored cloud Of butterflies careering in the air-- A many-figured arras stirred to life, And merry unto midnight music dumb--…
IT is the Christmas time: And up and down 'twixt heaven and earth, In glorious grief and solemn mirth, The shining angels climb.…
"PRAISE God from whom all blessings flow." Praise Him who sendeth joy and woe. The Lord who takes, -- the Lord who gives, -- O praise Him, all that dies, and lives.…
No, I'll not say your name. I have said it now, As you mine, first in childish treble, then Up through a score and more familiar years Till baby-voices mock us. Time may come…
YOU said, last night, you did not think In all the world of men Was one true lover--true alike In deed and word and pen;--…
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