THE small enlarged, the distant n… To sight, made marvels in a denser… But Science turns with every year… In the enchanted volume of her tho… The wizard’s wand no longer now is…

READING in Omar till the thoug… Upon his pages seemed to be inurne… Within me in a silent fire, my pen By instinct to his flowing metre t… Vine-crowned free-thinker of thy…

Morning THE morning sun has pierced the m… And beach and cliff and ocean kiss… Blue as the lapis-lazuli The sea reflects the azure sky.

No more the scarlet maples flash a… Their beacon-fires from hilltop an… The meadow-grasses and the woodlan… In the bleak woods lie withered on… The trees stand bare, and bare eac…

To G. W. C. LONG, long ago, in the sweet Rom… Through the bright morning air we… And in the blue heaven heard the s… Above the ruins old—

‘NAUGHT but the fittest lives,’… Ring on the northern breeze of tho… ‘To Nature’s heart the strong are… The weak must pass unloved, unsoug… And yet in undertones a voice

IN the fragrant bright June morni… Down the marble doorsteps loiters,… O’er the green sward through the g… Throws away an old bouquet, and wo… Then returning through the garden,…

HEAVY with cares no winnowing ha… Wrapt in a sadness never to be tol… As o’er the fields and through the… Following with restless footstep b… Of the still August morn, so I mi…

YET in all facts of sense life st… And from a thousand symbols hope m… Its charter to escape the Stygian… And find existence in an ampler fi… The streams by winter’s icy breath…

Thought is deeper than all speech, Feeling deeper than all thought: Souls to souls never can teach What unto themselves was taught. We are spirits clad in veils;

WHILE the skies of this norther… Scowl down with a darkening menace… I wonder if you still remember That marvellous summer in Venice. When the mornings by clouds unencu…

ON the high road travelling stead… Sure, alert, and ever ready, Prompt to seize all fit occasion, Courting power and wealth and stat… One clear aim before him keeping

IN boyhood’s days we read with ke… How young Aladdin rubbed his lamp… The towering Djin whose form his… Yet who was pledged to serve him d… But Gutenberg evoked a giant spri…

STILL shines our August day, as… As when, long years ago, we sailed… Down the blue Narrows and the wid… Into the wrinkling ocean’s flashin… And the whole universe of sound an…

So, heralded by Reason, Faith may… The darkened vale, the dolorous pa… In the great thought secure that l… Flow from the Soul of all, who, w… As with the living, is the fountai…