THE weazen planet Mercury, Whose song is done, —Rash heart that drew too near His dazzling lord the Sun!— Forgets that life was dear,

WE bore them their own wild heath… And ash-boughs jeweled red, There where they sleep together, Greatest of Norway’s dead. More than the hush of churches

(Switzerland) BEHOLD a temple builded not by… Columns of mist, all shimmering wi… Stream heavenward from the deep-cu… Between the mountains, and the vau…

WHITE year, white year, Muffled soft in snow, A diamond spray whose gems are gon… Before their grace we know, A crystal-coated spray whose hours

HONOR to him whose very blood re… The old, enchanted dream-song of t… Although his house of life. is fai… Of fires new-kindled on the buried… Whose heart is wistful for the flo…

The first faint dawn was flushing… When, dreamland still bewildering… I looked out to the oak that, wint… —a winter wild with war and woe an… Beyond my casement had been void o…

I. In South Africa Over the lonesome African plain The stars look down, like eyes of… A bumping ride across gullies and… Now a grumble and now a jest,

FRAGRANT are the cedar-boughs… Feasting-halls where waxwings flit… But O the pine, the questing pine… To search the secret of the sun an… Rueful hemlocks, gaunt and old, wi…

O beautiful for spacious skies, For amber waves of grain, For purple mountain majesties Above the fruited plain! America! America!

YOUNG, the naked stoker who went Mad with the fires and leapt to th… Boyhood still in the voice that se… One shrill cry back from eternity. Perchance from the phosphorescent…

WHILE we keep our Poet’s Tercen… Every school and city with its emu… Antic or solemnity, what tremulous Laughter on the air! O Puck peren… Leave us clumsy mortals to our dro…

Grim stones whose gray lips keep y… Our hands that touch you touch an… An ancient woe, colossal citadel Of some fierce faith, some heaven-… Rude-built, as if young Titans on…

OUR neighbor of the undefended bo… Friend of the hundred years of pea… Fellow adventurer on the enchanted… Of the New World, must not the pa… Our hearts for this wide anguish o…

“APOLLO laughs,” the proverb te… Far echo of old oracles, A Delphic waif,—"Once in the year… Apollo laughs." O laughter clear As sunshine, blithe as golden bell…

I HEARD him preach in Oxford ye… A snowy-haired and tender-faced ap… I watched the beech against the wi… And listened to the throstle. And still a waving branch to memor…