COUNTRY ‘SWEET are the lanes and the hed… With tall field-sorrel, and daisie… Sweet is the way through the woods… Linger by stile or by bank where w…

LONG ago, long ago, When the hawthorn buds were pearly And the birds sang, late and early… All the songs that lovers know, How we lingered in the lane,

THE lilies lean to the white, whi… The sweet limes send to the blosso… Soft kisses borne by the golden be… And all the world is alive, awake, And glad to the heart for the summ…

Last night when I kissed you, My soul caught alight; And oh! how I missed you The rest of the night - Till Love in derision

WHEN my good-nights and prayers… And I am safe tucked up in bed, I know my guardian angel stands And holds my soul between his hand… I cannot see his wings of light

Now Death is near, and very near, In this wild whirl of horror and f… When round the vessel of our Stat… Roll the great mountain waves of h… God! We have but one prayer to—da…

OH, what a garden it was, living… Full of enchantments like spices e… There, where you fled and I follo… Yet each glad pulse of me cried to… Roses and lilies and lilies and ro…

JOIN hands, my dear, clasp long… Even this present we shall soon ca… And lay among the unforgotten days… Not the less loved because they co… Make haste to put our hasty words…

PALE veil of mist bound round th… Pale fringe of rain upon the hills… Cold earth, cold sky and biting br… That mock the withered daffodils. And yet so short a while ago,

What do the roses do, mother, Now that the summer’s done? They lie in the bed that is hung w… And dream about the sun. What do the lilies do, mother,

ONCE I loved, and my heart bowed… Subject and slave, for Love was a… He sat above with sceptre and crow… Turning his eyes from my sorrowing… The laugh of a god on his lips lay…

LEAN down and see your little fa… Reflected in the forest pool, Tall foxgloves grow about the plac… Forget-me-nots grow green and cool… Look deep and see the naiad rise

HERE is the dim enchanted wood Your face, a mystery divine, But half revealed, half understood… Appears the counterpart of mine. Beyond the wood the daylight lies;

WITH garlands to grace it, with… Christmas is here, holly-red and s… Hung round with quaint legends, an… Of mystical beauty and lifelong de… With dreams of the Christ-child,…

THE poor ghost came through the w… And passed down the old dear road… Thin cowered the hedges, the tall… Like little children that shrank a… The wind was wild and the night wa…