“Our loss was light,” the paper sa… “Compared with damage to the Hun”… She was a widow, and she read One name upon the list of dead —Her son—her only son.

Swags up! and yet I turn upon the… The yellow hill against a dapple s… With tufts and clumps of thorn, th… All through the wonder-pregnant ni… Until the silver stars were merged…

How many years, how many years hav… Since in the cool dim parlour sat… Lawson and I and, lounging easily… The beaming indolent poet! Then i… Of labouring weary at the mill, we…

Lonely wonder, delight past hoping… Sky-line broken by stirring trees, Grey rocks hither and shoreward sl… Silent bracken about my knees. Dusky scrub where the sunlight spl…

When my time is come to die, I would shun the decent gloom, Whispered word and weeping eye, Fitful hum of knowing fly Questing through the darkened room…

Yonder, with eyes that tears, not… With ears the wide world’s thickne… We see tumultuous miseries that ha… The night’s dead watches, hear the… Of ruin shrieking through the musi…

HERE lies the woven garb he wore Of grass he gathered by the shore Whereon the phantom waves still fr… And sigh along the visionary sand. ‘Where is he now?’ you cry; ‘What…

Where yonder ruddy-misted star Is tumbling down the placid sky The people’s aims were not so high As our heroic motives are; To love and trust they set a bar,

Gone are the aching want, the unce… Mad flight and moaning over batter… And self-contempt whose secret pen… Out of the writhing soul her blood… But use has never taught me to for…

What of these tender feet    That have never toddled yet?    What dances shall they beat,    With what red vintage wet? In what wild way will they march o…

The world, all busy round us here… Is still unchanged: but you are tw… The mind, victorious with the risi… Steps boldly and blithely through… On greener grass where brighter fl…

The Blatant Beast saw meadows, ma… Sunlit and gently asway, and held… Till each green blade grew rigid i… And ruddied with a glorious morn’s… Thou hast suffered; nor till Free…

The bulging cloud mounts lazily In shade where sunlight glances th… And sweeping lightly from the tree Melts indolently in the blue. The scanty grass-blades yonder sha…

OUR little queen of dreams, Our image of delight, Which whitens east and gleams And beckons from the height, Takes on her human form—is here in…

He looks beyond the veils of night… He hearkens in the silence, and ha… The ancient woods by dryad singing… To mortal ears how thin and far aw… With what gross laughter yet he tu…