TWO hands upon the breast, And labor’s done; Two pale feet crossed in rest— The race is won; Two eyes with coin-weights shut,

AUTUMN to winter, winter into s… Spring into summer, summer into fa… So rolls the changing year, and so… Motion so swift, we know not that… Till at the gate of some memorial…

ALICE, Alice, little Alice, My new-christened baby Alice, Can there ever rhymes be found To express my wishes for thee In a silvery flowing, worthy

I SHALL not paint them. God the… No other can, nor need. They have… I may not close with human kisses… Their eyes which shine afar or fro… But never will shine nearer till…

FU’ yellow lie the corn rigs Far doun the braid hillside; It is the brawest harst field Alang the shores o’Clyde,— And I’m a puir harst-lassie

LABORARE est orare: We, black-visaged sons of toil, From the coal-mine and the anvil And the delving of the soil,— From the loom, the wharf, the ware…

IT is a moor Barren and treeless; lying high an… Beneath the archèd sky. The rush… Fly over it, each with his strong… And quiver full of whistling arrow…

O STRANGE soft gleam, o ghostl… That never brightens unto day; Ere earth’s mirk pale once more be… Let us look out beyond the gray. It is just midnight by the clock—

O LIVE! (Thus seems it we should say to ou… Each held by such slight links, so… And I can let thee go to the worl… All precious names, companion, lov…

O HOW beautiful is Morning! How the sunbeams strike the daisie… And the kingcups fill the meadow Like a golden-shielded army Marching to the uplands fair;—

YOU said, last night, you did not… In all the world of men Was one true lover—true alike In deed and word and pen;— One knightly lover, constant as

OLD friend, that with a pale and… Climbest the lush hedgerows, art t… Marking the slow round of the wond… Didst beckon me a moment, silent f… Silent? As silent is the archange…

DEEP set in distant seas it lies… The morning vapors float and fall, The noonday clouds above it rise, Then drop as white as virgin’s pal… And sometimes, when that shroud up…

Parting for Australia. HERE sitting by the fire I aspire, love, I aspire— Not to that 'other world’ of your… But one as nigh and nigher,

WE never had believed, I wis, At primrose time when west winds s… Like thoughts of youth across the… In such an altered time as this, When if one little flower did peep