A MONTH of green and tender May… All woods and walks awake with flo… Wide sunlit meadows for the day, And moon-bathed paths for evening… A bright brief dream that had no p…

WIDE downs all gray, with gray o… Chill fields stripped naked of the… Small fields of rain-wet grass and… Wet, wind-blown trees—and, over al… Does memory lie? For Hope her mis…

The wind is crying in the night, Like a lost child; The waves break wonderful and whit… And wild. The drenched sea-poppies swoon alo…

NIGHT wind sighing through the p… Trembling of the aspen, shivering… Every leafy voice of all the night… Mourning, weeping over Chloe’s pi… Chloe, fresher than the breeze of…

So silent is the world to-night The lamp gives silence out like li… The latticed windows open wide Show silence, like the night, outs… The nightingale’s faint song draws…

DEAR goddess of the shining shri… Where all my votive tapers burn, Where every gold-embroidered thoug… And all my flowers of life are bro… —With many, alas! that are not min…

O LOVE, let us part now! Ours is the tremulous, low-spoken… Ours is the spell of meeting hands… The first, involuntary, sacred kis… Still on our lips in benediction l…

IN the deep heart of furthest fai… Where foot of man has never trodde… The enchanted portals of her palac… And there her sleepless sentinels… All round grow forests of white eg…

PLAGUE take the dull and dusty… Its paved and sordid mazes, Now Spring has trimmed her pretty… With buttercups and daisies! With half my heart I long to lie

THE trees stand brown against the… The shivering gray of field and sk… The mists wrapt round the dying da… The shroud poor days wear as they… Poor day, die soon, who lived in v…

THE sunshine of your presence lie… On the glad garden of my heart And bids the leaves of silence par… To show the flowers to your dear e… And flower on flower blooms there…

WHEN my good-nights and prayers… And I am safe tucked up in bed, I know my guardian angel stands And holds my soul between his hand… I cannot see his wings of light

LEAN down and see your little fa… Reflected in the forest pool, Tall foxgloves grow about the plac… Forget-me-nots grow green and cool… Look deep and see the naiad rise

WHERE baby oaks play in the bree… Among wood-sorrel and fringed fern… Through the green garments of the… The quivering shafts of sunlight b… And all along the wet green ride

NOW that I’ve nearly done my day… And grown too stiff to sweep or se… I sit and think, till I’m amaze, About what lots of things I know: Things as I’ve found out one by o…