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,

Alone it stands in Poesy’s fair land, A temple by the muses set apart; A perfect structure of consummate art, By artists builded and by genius planned… Beyond the reach of the apprentice hand,

Life has its shadows, as well as its sun… Its lights and its shades, all twined to… I tried to single them out, one by one, Single and count them, determining wheth… There was less blue than there was grey,

Come to me, Love! Come on the wings of… Fly as the ring-dove would fly to his ma… Leave all your cares and your sorrows be… Leave all the fears of your future to F… Come! and our skies shall be glad with t…

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…

The subtle beauty of this day Hangs o’er me like a fairy spell, And care and grief have flown away, And every breeze sings, “all is well.” I ask, “Holds earth or sin, or woe?”

A maiden sat in teh sunset glow Of the shadowy, beautiful Long Ago, That we see through a mist of tears. She sat and dreamed, with lips apart, With thoughtful eyes and a beating heart…

They drift down the hall together; He smiles in her lifted eyes. Like waves of that mighty river The strains of the ‘Danube’ rise. They float on its rhythmic measure,

In the journey of life, as we travel alo… To the mystical goal that is hidden from… You may stumble at times into Roadways… Not seeing the sign-board that points to… Through caverns of sorrow your feet may…

Life is a ponderous lesson-book, and Fa… The teacher. When I came to love’s fair… My teacher turned the page and bade me w… ‘Learn first,’ she said, 'love’s grief’; And o’er and o’er through many a long to…

All the world was wearying, All the world was sad; Everything was shadow-filled; Things were going bad. Then a rumour stirred all hearts

One night Nurse Sleep held out her hand To tired little May. ‘Come, go with me to Wonderland,’ She said, ‘I know the way. Just rock-a-by-hum-m-m,

I have lived this life as the skeptic li… I have said the sweetness was less than… Praising, nor cursing, the Hand that gi… I have drifted aimlessly through it all. I have scoffed at the tale of a so-calle…