‘Who comes?’ The sentry’s warning… Rings sharply on the evening air: Who comes? The challenge: no repl… Yet something motions there. A woman, by those graceful folds;

(MOUTH OF THE SHAFT) What I want is my husband, sir,— And if you’re a man, sir, You’ll give me an answer,— Where is my Joe?

Coward of heroic size, In whose lazy muscles lies Strength we fear and yet despise; Savage,-whose relentless tusks Are content with acorn husks;

Where West Point crouches, and wi… Turns the whole river eastward thr… Whose jutting crags, half silver,… Like bossy bucklers of Leonidas; Where buttressed low against the s…

I’m sitting alone by the fire, Dressed just as I came from the d… In a robe even YOU would admire,… It cost a cool thousand in France… I’m be-diamonded out of all reason…

Hark! I hear the tramp of thousan… And of armed men the hum; Lo! a nation’s hosts have gathered Round the quick alarming drum,— Saying, ‘Come,

(ON THE APPROACH OF SPRI… Oh, come, my beloved, from thy win… From thy home on the Yuba, thy ra… For the waters have fallen, the wi… And the river once more has return…

Sauntering hither on listless wing… Careless vagabond of the sea, Little thou heedest the surf that… The bar that thunders, the shale t… Give me to keep thy company.

It was the morning season of the y… It was the morning era of the land… The watercourses rang full loud an… Portala’s cross stood where Porta… Had planted it when Faith was tau…

Where the sun sinks through league… Where the sun dies o’er leagues of… Where the dead bones of wasted riv… Trailed from their channels in yon… Where day by day naught takes the…

Bunny, lying in the grass, Saw the shining column pass; Saw the starry banner fly, Saw the chargers fret and fume, Saw the flapping hat and plume,—

No life in earth, or air, or sky; The sunbeams, broken silently, On the bared rocks around me lie,- Cold rocks with half-warmed lichen… And scales of moss; and scarce a y…

Oh, you’re the girl lives on the c… come quick! There’s no one but me in the house… stick. Don’t try the front way, but come…

I. THE PERSONIFIED SE… AFFECTION’S charm no longer g… The idol of the shrine; But cold Oblivion seeks to fill Regret’s ambrosial wine.