Here the scanted daisy glows Glorious as the carmined rose; Here the hill-top’s verdure mean Fair is with unfading green; Here, where sorrow still must trea…

Now the narrowing track Steepens, now the soul Pauses, looking back, Sees her path of toil Gathered, coil on coil

Children of wealth in your warm nu… Set in the cushioned window-seat t… The volleying snow, guarded invisi… By the clear double pane through w… Untimely penetrates, you cannot te…

She said to one: '€˜How glows My heart at the hot thought Of battle’€™s glorious throes!'€™ He said: '€˜For us who fought Are icy memories

Along the iron rails Plod still with panting power, Range still the empty trails Hour after hour; Stare still where looms ahead

Through the open French window th… Lights up the polished breakfast-t… Round a bowl of crimson roses, for… A service of Worcester porcelain,… Near it a melon, peaches, figs, sm…

Not that broad path chose he, whic… May tread, if he by pay the fatal… And for such sweet as earthly life… Slaughter his heaven-born soul in… But he, though loving these, cast…

Now deserted are the roads Where awhile the lovers went; Vacant are the field-abodes Where a vivid hour they spent: Solemn dark

You should at times go out from where the faithful kneel, visit the slums of doubt and feel what the lost feel; you should at times walk on,

Loved faces in the fire-light, hap… Gold heart of the gay rose that wa… Honey-source, hidden core of rich… In your sweet haven, warm calm’s c… Gone long since to the land where…