Not quite the same the springtime seems… Since that sad season when in separate w… Our paths diverged. There are no more… As dawned for us in that last time when… Dwelt in the realm of dreams, illusive d…

Along a narrow Moorish street A blue-eyed soldier strode. (Ah, well-a-day.) Veiled from her lashes to her feet She stepped from her abode,

Don’t look for the flaws as you go throu… And even when you find them, It is wise and kind to be somewhat blind… And look for the virtue behind them; For the cloudiest night has a hint of li…

The days grow shorter, the nights grow l… The headstones thicken along the way, And life grows sadder, but love grows st… For those who walk with us day by day. The tear comes quicker, the laugh comes…

I: BLIND When first the shadows fell, like prison… And darkness spread before me, like a pa… I cried out for the sun, the earth, the… And beat the air, as madmen beat a wall,

Now, while thy rounded cheek is fresh an… While beauty lingers, laughing, in thine… Ere thy young heart shall meet the stran… Or thy blithe soul become the home of si… Were it not kindness should I give thee…

Three million women without mates In lonely homes on earth! And Cupid sighs at heaven’s gates, Where many a spirit ego waits Its call again to birth.

Heigh ho! well, the season’s over! Once again we’ve come to Lent! Programme’s changed from balls and parti… Now we’re ordered to repent. Forty days of self-denial!

Strange are the ways that her feet have… Since first she was set in the path of d… Finished and fair by the hand of God, To carry her message of love and beauty. Delicate creature of light and shade,

Arise, O master artist of the age, And paint the picture which at once shal… Immortal art and bless’d prophecy. The bruiséd vision of the world assuage; To earth’s dark book add one illumined p…

Alone she sat with her accusing heart, That, like a restless comrade frightened… And every thought that found her, left a… That hurt her so, she could not even wee… Her heart that once had been a cup well…

Why do we grudge our sweets so to the li… Who, God knows, find at best too much o… And then with generous, open hands kneel… Unto the dead our all? Why do we pierce the warm hearts, sin or…

She leaned out into the soft June weath… With her long loose tresses the night br… Her eyes were as blue as the bells on th… Oh, what is so fair as a fair young maid… She folded her hands, like the leaves of…

I’m pardoned out. Again the stars Shine on me with their myriad eyes. So long I’ve peered ‘twixt iron bars, I’m awed by this expanse of skies. The world is wider than I thought,