WE clutch our joys as children do… We look at them, but scarce believ… Till our hot palms have smirched t… And crushed their dewy beauty unaw… But the wise Gardener, whose they…

A LITTLE bird flew my window by… ‘Twixt the level street and the le… The level rows of houses tall, The long low sun on the level wall… And all that the little bird did s…

‘Emelie, that fayrer was to seene Than is the lilye on hys stalke gr… Uprose the sun and uprose Emelie.… DOST thou thus love me, O thou b… So beautiful, that by thy side I…

ALONG the shore, along the shore I see the wavelets meeting: But thee I see—ah, never more, For all my wild heart’s beating. The little wavelets come and go,

‘O HEART, my heart!’ she said,… His mate the blackbird calling, While through the sheen of the gar… May rain was softly falling,— Aye softly, softly falling.

IT is a moor Barren and treeless; lying high an… Beneath the archèd sky. The rush… Fly over it, each with his strong… And quiver full of whistling arrow…

THEY have toiled all the night,… They have toiled all the night, L… The heavens are as brass, and all… Death strikes with horror and life… Walk’st Thou by the waters, the d…

LONG years ago she visited my ch… Steps soft and slow, a taper in he… Her fond kiss she laid upon my eye… Fair as an angel from the unknown… Mother, mother, is it thou I see?

AH, little Grace of the golden lo… The hills rise fair on the shores… As the merry waves wear out these… She wears my heart out, glides pas… But heaven’s gate ever stands open…

O HOW beautiful is Morning! How the sunbeams strike the daisie… And the kingcups fill the meadow Like a golden-shielded army Marching to the uplands fair;—

WHERE shall we sail to-day?'—Th… A voice that only could be heard i… And on we glided without mast or o… A wondrous boat upon a wondrous se… Sudden, the shore curved inward to…

SO heavenly beautiful it lay, It was less like a human corse Than that fair shape in which perf… A lost hope clothes itself alway. The dream showed very plain: the b…

O LIVING, living water, So busy and so bright, Aye flashing in the morning beams, And sounding through the night; O golden-shining water—

WITH steady march across the dai… And by the churchyard wall we go; But leave behind, beneath the lind… One, who no more will rise and go: Farewell, our brother, here sleepi…

SILENT and sunny was the way Where Youth and I danced on toget… So winding and embowered o’er, We could not see one rood before. Nevertheless all merrily