OPE your doors and take me in, Spirit of the wood; Wash me clean of dust and din, Clothe me in your mood. Take me from the noisy light

Here where tumultuous vines Shadow the porch at the west, Leaf with tendril entwines Under a song sparrow’s nest. She in her pendulous nook

MY orders are to fight; Then if I bleed, or fail, Or strongly win, what matters it? God only doth prevail. The servant craveth naught

MUCK of the sty, reek of the tro… Blackened my brow where all might… Yet while I was a great way off My Father ran with compassion for… He put on my hand a ring of gold,

THE wind of death, that softly bl… The last warm petal from the rose, The last dry leaf from off the tre… To-night has come to breathe on me… There was a time I learned to hat…

O Master-Builder, blustering as y… About your giant work, transformin… The empty woods into a glittering… And making lilac lanes and footpat… As hard as iron under stubborn sno…

ONE day I caught up with my ange… Who calls me bell-like from a sky-… ’Twas in my roof-room, at the stil… Of a still, sunless day, when sudd… A flood of deep unreasoned ecstasy

I SAW a mother holding Her play-worn baby son, Her pliant arms enfolding The drooping little one. Her lips were made of sweetness,

WHEN I see, High on the tip-top twig of a tree… Something blue by the breezes stir… But so far up that the blue is blu… So far up no green leaf flies

UNTO my friends I give my though… Unto my God my soul, Unto my foe I leave my love– These are of life the whole. Nay, there is something–a trifle–l…

How dear to hearts by hurtful nois… In the stillness of the many-leavÃ… The quiet of green hills, the mill… Tranquillity of night, the endless… Of silence in deep wilds, where na…

HOW dear to hearts by hurtful noi… In the stillness of the many-leavè… The quiet of green hills, the mill… Tranquility of night, the endless… Of silence in deep wilds, where na…

Now that the earth has hid her lov… Of green things in her breast safe… And all the trees have stripped th… The winter comes with wild winds s… Hoarse battle songs-so furious in…

IF one might live ten years among… Ten–only ten–of all a life’s long… Who would not choose a childhood '… Low-sloping to some slender footpa… With the young grass about his chi…

HERE where tumultuous vines Shadow the porch at the west, Leaf with tendril entwines Under a song sparrow’s nest. She in her pendulous nook