CRUSHING the scarlet strawberr… I kneel to read the slanting stone… How sharp a sorrow speaks! A hund… And more have vanished, with their… Since here was laid, upon an Apri…

GRACEFUL, tossing plume of glo… Waving lonely on the rocky ledge; Leaning seaward, lovely to behold, Clinging to the high cliff’s ragge… Burning in the pure September sky…

LIGHTLY she lifts the large, pu… Poises it in her strong and shapel… “Listen,” she says, “it has a tale… Spoken in language you may underst… Smiling, she holds it at my dreami…

ALREADY the dandelions Are changed into vanishing ghosts; Already the tall ripe grasses Are standing in serried hosts, Bowing with stately gesture

THE swallow twitters about the ea… Blithely she sings, and sweet and… Around her climb the woodbine leav… In a golden atmosphere. The summer wind sways leaf and spr…

O SAILORS, did sweet eyes look… The day you sailed away from sunny… Bright eyes that followed fading s… Melting in tender rain? Did no one dream of that drear nig…

I LIT the lamps in the lighthous… For the sun dropped down and the d… They shone like a glorious cluster… Ten golden and five red. Looking across, where the line of…

AT the open window I lean; Flowers in the garden without Faint in the heat and the drought; What does the music mean? For here, from the cold keys withi…

JOY breathes in the sweet airs of… And in the shy wild blossom hides, And soars upon the swallow’s wing, And with the singing water glides. Where lilies stand, a fragrant cro…

THE keen north wind pipes loud; Swift scuds the flying cloud; Light lies the new fallen snow; The ice-clad eaves drip slow, For glad Spring has begun,

O PILGRIM, comes the night so… Let not the dark thy heart appall, Though loom the shadows vague and… For Love shall save us all. There is no hope but this to see

SO soon the end must come, Why waste in sighs our breath? So soon our lips are dumb, So swift comes death. So brief the time to smile,

UPON my lips she laid her touch… And merry speech and careless laug… She fixed her melancholy eyes on m… And would not be denied. I saw the west wind loose his clou…

COME under my cloak, my darling! Thou little Norwegian maid! Nor wind, nor rain, nor rolling se… Shall chill or make thee afraid. Come close, little blue-eyed maide…