WHAT call may draw thee back aga… Lost dove, what art, what charm ma… The tender touch, the kiss, are va… For thou wert lured away by these. Oh, must we use the iron hand,

A FRIENDLY mountain I know; As I lie on the green slope there It sets my heart in a glow And closes the door on care. A thought I try to frame—…

WHY does this sudden passion smit… I stretch my hands, all blind to s… I need the lamp of the world to li… Lead me and set me free. Something a moment seemed to stoop…

I KNOW myself no more, my child, Since thou art come to me, Pity so tender and so wild Hath wrapped my thoughts of thee. These thoughts, a fiery gentle rai…

MOTHER, with whom our lives sho… Not hatred keeps our lives apart: Charmed by some lesser glow in the… Our hearts beat not within thy hea… Beauty, the face, the touch, the e…

AFTER READING THE UPAN… OUT of the dusky chamber of the b… Flows the imperial will through dr… The fires of life around it tempt… The lights of earth behind it fade…

O HOLY SPIRIT of the Hazel,… Though shining suns and silver moo… And though the fruit of stars by m… Yet in the undergrowth below, stil… Lighting the monstrous maze and la…

THERE were many burning hours on… And we passed away from ourselves,… The immortal moods that faded, the… Hastening away to the King on a d… There were ruby dews were shed whe…

WITH the glamour of the Gay How you made our hearts to flame; Gave each life some airy aim: Ever round you seemed to play Sunlight from some inner day.

THERE’S a cure for sorrow in th… Where the scarlet cressets hang ov… And joyful winds are blowing from… And the heart of the earth is full… Many and many a sunbright maiden s…

I DID not deem it half so sweet To feel thy gentle hand, As in a dream thy soul to greet Across wide leagues of land. Untouched more near to draw to you

THE CHILDREN awoke in their d… While earth lay dewy and still: They followed the rill in its glea… To the heart-light of the hill. Its sounds and sights were forsaki…

THEY call us aliens, we are told… Because our wayward visions stray From that dim banner they unfold, The dreams of worn-out yesterday. The sum of all the past is theirs,

WITH Thee a moment! Then what d… Traditions of eternal toil arise, Search for the high, austere and l… The Spirit moves in through etern… Ah, in the soul what memories aris…

DUSK wraps the village in its di… Each chimney’s vapour, like a thin… Mounting aloft through miles of qu… Pillars the skies of God. Far up they break or seem to break…