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I HID in the world and sang, And I sang so loud and long That all the ages rang With the music of my song. I sang of the earth and sky,
The immortal spirit hath no bars To circumscribe its dwelling place… My soul hath pastured with the sta… Upon the meadow-lands of space. My mind and ear at times have caug…
YOU’RE only a dumb little dog,… About ten or twelve pounds or so, And your wits must be all in a fog… If you have any wits, I know. But you’ve two such soft brown eye…
DEDICATION O POOR, sad hearts that strug… Like shipwrecked sailors on a spar… Through deepening glooms, if haply… Some day-dawn glimmer of what is t…
THOU stand’st complete in every… An individual of thy kind; But whence thou cam’st and what th… Didst ever ask thee of thy mind? Thou claim’st a portion of God’s…
THE confines of our being are not… White limbs of sense. Our true se… And higher than the path of furthe… Beyond the reach of sense, each he… And feels. The root alone of gian…
I hear a cry from the Sansard cav… O mother, will no one hearken? A cry of the lost, will no one sav… A cry of the dead, though the ocea… And the scream of a gull as he whe…
THERE come dull days in love’s c… When clouds and doubt obscure the… The woods are still; no songs of b… No sunlight falls, and desolate an… As if harmonious with the lurking…
HAIL, sacred Feast, to weary mor… Pledge of God’s love! O Christ,… Thee, the slain Lamb, and Thee, t… Our life and peace, our joy for ev… Feed us, dear Lord, Thine own gre…
HAST thou not seen the tints unf… From earth, sky, sea, and setting… When all the glare of day was done… And melt in one long stream of gol… So down the dim-lit glades of time…
THERE’S a lonely spot in the so… More lone than the moonless sea; And a gulf, that never a bridge ca… 'Tween him and all that be; And the lips we kiss, and the eyes…
DAY after day, As I have wandered thro’ the fiel… Gay, happy fields, bright with the… Flower after flower Has bloomed beside my path;
HOPE? What! hope!'you say ther… Hope! when the light is out; hope!… Hope! No, no, good lady! no hope… No home for me but the clammy grav… Hope! Well, there might have been…
O little hands, long vanished in t… Sweet fairy hands that were my tre… My heart is full of music from som… Where ye make melody for God’s de… Though autumn clouds obscure the s…
I SAW Truth on the mountains, go… With day-dawn, girt about with ski… Of azure mist, half veiling from m… Her silent face and gaze upturned… Beneath were clouded steeps of sha…