ALREADY the dandelions Are changed into vanishing ghosts; Already the tall ripe grasses Are standing in serried hosts, Bowing with stately gesture

THE wide, still, moonlit water mi… Stretches in lonely splendor. Whi… About us from the midnight wind, a… Among the flowers that breathe so… A soft touch sways the milk-white,…

SING, little bird, oh sing! How sweet thy voice and clear! How fine the airy measures ring, The sad old world to cheer! Bloom, little flower, oh bloom!

O PILGRIM, comes the night so… Let not the dark thy heart appall, Though loom the shadows vague and… For Love shall save us all. There is no hope but this to see

CRICKET, why wilt thou crush me… How can such light sound weigh so… Behold the grass is sere, the cold… The world grows empty —yes, I kno… The knell of joy I hear.

SHE passes up and down life’s var… With noiseless footfall and with s… Within the circle of her quiet day… She takes of sorrow and of joy her… In her bright home, like some rare…

NOT SO! You stand as long ago a… Stood on the seashore, bidding bac… That onward rolled resistless stil… Its awful volume landward, wild an… And just as impotent is your comma…

THE lilies clustered fair and tal… I stood outside the garden wall; I saw her light robe glimmering th… The fragrant evening’s dusk and de… She stooped above the lilies pale;

LAST night I stole away alone, t… A mellow crescent setting o’er the… And lingered in its light, while o… Blew fitfully the grieving autumn… And somewhat sadly to myself I sa…

BY cottage walls the lilacs blow; Rich spikes of perfume stand and s… At open casements, where all day The warm wind waves them to and fr… Out of the shadow of the door,

THE wild rose blooms for the sun… The tide ebbs slowly out; I hear in the dreamy afternoon The far-off fisher’s shout. The sand lies gray and the sea lea…

SWIFT o’er the water my light ya… Flying fast from the wind of the… Bright from her bowsprit the white… And straight we steer for the harb… The coast line dim from the haze e…

LOVE, art thou weary with the su… Fain would I be the cool and deli… About the whiteness of thy brow to… And softly, lightly stir thy cloud… Upon thy head doth the fierce wint…

ABOVE in her chamber her voice… Singing so clear; Among her flowers I stand and wai… Dreaming I lean on the garden gat… In joy and fear.

ONLY to follow you, dearest, onl… Only to feel for one instant the t… Only to tell you once of the love… To say the world without you is li… That the flowers have lost their p…