The brook leaps riotous with its l… That freshets from the mountain ra… Beats at the boulders in its hinde… And fills the valley with its triu… The strong unthirsty tarn sunk in…

WHY did the star leave the sky, The far, pure sky? Shone she not high and hallowed an… Could she not tarry her life-time… Why must she fall and fade?

FAREWELL: we two shall still m… Live side by side; But never more shall heart respond… Two stranger boats can drift adown… Two branches on one stem grow gree…

HARK the sky-lark in the cloud, Hark the cricket in the grass, Trilling blitheness clear and loud… Chirping glee to all who pass. Oh, the merry summer lay!

Joy that’s half too keen, and true… Makes us tears. Oh! the sweetness of the tears! If such joy at hand appears, Snatch it, give thine all for it;

If I should die this night, (as w… So pain has on my weakness worked… And they should come at morn and l… Lying more white than I am wont,… In the strong silence of unchangin…

No not to-night, dear child; I ca… I’m busy, tired; they knew I shou… you do not need me there. Dear, be… and take your pleasure; you shall… There, go to don your miracles of…

OH God, where hast thou hidden T… Where is the road to God? Lo, we, that should be old, have l… We are not manly ripe; we have not… Of all the wisdom that a world can…

HAD I a heart till that day? Who knows, who knows? Ere the leaf burst upwards can any… ‘Here is a green thing hidden away In the lingering new year snows’?

’TWAS yesterday; ’twas long ago: And for this flaunting grimy stree… And for this crowding to and fro, And thud and roar of wheels and fe… Were elm-trees and the linnet’s tr…

YOUNG May sat fainting and chil… And neither could live nor die; She looked and hated the sky, Yet knew not what was her ill. Ah well-a-day!

BLITHE summer blossom, born too… Wilt make my desert garden fair? Lo Winter’s hand is on the gate, His breath is in the curdling air. Still yesterweek, but yesterweek,

NOT by her grave: thither I bid… Fresh garlands of the flowers that… And lay them by the headstone, for… My token and remembrance with the… But here, where in the brightening…

ONCE a sea-nymph loved a boy: He and she they loved so well. ‘Oh the foamy billow’s joy! Oh the rippling in the sun! Oh the round waves, one by one, S…

‘OH voice of summer winds among t… What soft news art thou bringing t… Dost thou come whispering of hushe… Languid in sunlight, while the dro… Couch placidly at rest, and from t…