AS happy dwellers by the seaside… In every pause the sea’s mysteriou… The infinite murmur, solemn and pr… Incessant, filling all the atmosph… Even so I hear you, for you do su…

SHE turned the letter’s rustling… Made bright the air about her whil… “I come to you to-morrow, love; me… Love me, my sweet,” he said. “What other business has my life?”…

FROM out the desolation of the N… An iceberg took its way, From its detaining comrades breaki… And traveling night and day. At whose command? Who bade it sai…

WHEN the darkness drew away at t… I heard the medricks screaming lou… And I wondered to behold all the… Flashing into fire and flame where… Red the sea ran east and west, bur…

CALM of the autumn night, With the glow of a primrose sky Drowned in a sea of golden light From the harvest moon on high! Against the rose of the sky

O SAILORS, did sweet eyes look… The day you sailed away from sunny… Bright eyes that followed fading s… Melting in tender rain? Did no one dream of that drear nig…

IN childhood’s season fair, On many a balmy, moonless summer n… While wheeled the lighthouse arms… Far through the humid air; How patient have I been,

SEPTEMBER’S slender crescent… Distinct in yonder peaceful evenin… Clearer the stars are sparkling ov… And all the sky is pure, without a… Cool blows the evening wind from o…

SO soon the end must come, Why waste in sighs our breath? So soon our lips are dumb, So swift comes death. So brief the time to smile,

AH me, my scarlet hollyhock, Whose stately head the breezes roc… How sad, that in one night of fros… Thy radiant beauty shall be lost, And all thy glory overthrown

IF, some day, I should seek those… So gentle now, —and find the stran… Pale shadow of a coming change, To chill me with a sad surprise; Shouldst thou recall what thou has…

“OH what saw you, gathering flowe… “I saw a shining blackbird loud wh… I saw the mottled plover from the… I heard the blithe song-sparrows w… I heard the curlew calling, oh, sw…

IN that new world toward which ou… Shall we find aught to make our he… Earth’s homely joys and her bright… Has heaven a spell divine enough f… For who the pleasure of the spring…

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…

AT the open window I lean; Flowers in the garden without Faint in the heat and the drought; What does the music mean? For here, from the cold keys withi…