Still his little grave she seeketh In her mother-sorrow wild, Hush! While in her heart she spea… To the spirit of her child: “Were we not to one another

I was one so deeply drowned, That when the drag my body found, Twas void of motion, void of breat… And to sensation dead as death. In a languid summer mood

O liberty, yet build thee an augus… And best abode in this most virgin… The Old World yet, power-trampled… Hath never known thee in thy perfe… Seeing all Rule which at a given…

Rising and setting Suns of Libert… Mountainous Exploits; and the Wre… By stormy Passion o’er Life’s tre… Relieved by Shores of green delig… And starry Dreams, and the serene…

With a resplendent Eastern bride, Like a houri at my side, And music round us swelling, ’Mid odours of so rare a steam That like a breath of love they se…

A MIDSUMMER NOON IN… Not a bird disturbs the air! There is quiet everywhere; Over plains and over woods What a mighty stillness broods.

It was, I well remember, the merr… Young Dora in the eventide came s… And the song came up the glen, til… In a subtle stream of melody ran g… A fond desire, long cherished, til…

HIS lot how glorious whom the mus… Her first high-priest in this brig… Aglow with light from her aspiring… Catching the raptures of her Grec… Lifting these later days to height…

My country! I am sore at heart fo… An in mine ear, like a storm-heral… A voice against thee gathers warni… Lo, in what hands seem now thy des… Hands grasping all, through party…

PALER, paler, day by day, Waxeth wordless Eva Gray, Wasting through the heart away! How shall those who wish her well, Lift the shadow erst that fell

STANDING alone, a study in its… How Shakespeare’s volume glorifie… For thence his spirit forth on min… Like a great morning on the hills… Sphered in the light of his creati…

DEEP trust in God—for that I st… Through all the grim doubts that b… When in the amazement of far-reach… We list the labourings that for ev… Like dubious thunders through thos…

My Country, though rude yet, and… This alone our proud love should b… There’s noon in thy broad breast f… And honest Endeavour’s a lord in… And though much of thy bounty, by…

Words are deeds. The words we hea… May revolutionize or rear A mighty state. The words we read May be a spiritual deed Excelling any fleshly one,

LIKE HIM who great reports of t… Because his own is a most barren f… Is he who man’s divinity suspects, Because his own soul doth so littl… Better is one who through himself…