Avis, the fair, at dawn Rose lightly from her bed, Herself arrayed, Avis, the fait, the maid, In vestiment of lawn;

Little Sister Rose-Marie, Will thy feet as willing-light Run through Paradise, I wonder, As they run the blue skies under, Willing feet, so airy-light?

If illness’ end be health regained… Will pay you, Asculapeus, when I…

I have minded me Of the noon-day brightness, And the cricket’s drowsy Singing in the sunshine. . I have minded me

Ere the horne’d owl hoot Once and twice and thrice there sh… Go among the blind brown worms News of thy great burial; When the pomp is passed away,

Wouldst thou find my ashes? Look In the pages of my book; And as these thy hand doth turn, Know here is my funeral urn.

The immemorial grief of all years Burdes my heart sorely, and the ye… Of slow eternal crying stain my ch… Forever and forever my soul speaks Saying: I am thy self: Look on me…

My songs to sell, sweet maid! I pray you buy. Here’s one will win a lady’s tears… Here’s one will make her gay, Here’s one will charm your true lo…

(Girl’s Song) In Babylon, in Nineveh, And long ago, and far away, The lilies and the lotus blew That are my sweet of youth to-day.

Oh me, Was there a time When Paradise knew Eve In this sweet guise, so placid and

What words Are left thee then Who hast squandered on thy Forgetfulness eternity’s I Love?

Never the nightingale, Oh, my dear, Never again the lark Thou wilt hear; Though dusk and the morning still

More dim than wining moon Thy face, mort faint Than is the falling wind Thy voice, yet do Thine eyes most strangely glow,

No guile? Nay, but so strangely He moves among us. . Not this Man but Barabbas! Release to us Barabbas!

THE old Old winds that blew When chaos was, what do They tell the clattered trees that… Should weep?