PART I IN the land that is neither night… Where the mists sleep over the for… A sad, sad spirit wandered away. The woods are still—no brooks, no…

IMPERIAL city, slumb’ring on t… Of vanished empire, once thy voice… Rocked the wide world; thy finger… Into thy girdle; who for crown alo… Didst wear the stars. Yet still i…

UNSEEN in the great minister do… Whose shafts are centuries, its sp… The vaulted universe, our master s… And organ-voices like a far-off ch… Roll thro’ the aisles of thought.…

I SAW Truth on the mountains, go… With day-dawn, girt about with ski… Of azure mist, half veiling from m… Her silent face and gaze upturned… Beneath were clouded steeps of sha…

‘Is Sin, then, fair?’ Nay, love, come now, Put back the hair From his sunny brow; See, here, blood-red

What is the gift we have given the… What is the trust we have laid in… Hearts of our bravest, our best, a… Blood of our blood we have sown in… What for all time will the harvest…

A LITTLE sprite sat on a moonbe… When the night was waning away, And over the world to the eastward Spread the first faint flush of da… The moonbeam was cold and slippery…

WARS and rumours of wars"—the cl… And a man must now be a man, if ev… “Wars and rumours of wars”—a cry f… For the vultures are gathered toge… War! Shall we flinch! Shall we tr…

I STOOD in that strange show, t… On Baker Street, where all the fa… Fair dames, and murderers come to… With clockwork breast and face of… To scare the young. Thrice in the…

We hail thee now, O Jesus, thy presence here we own, though sight and touch have failed… and faith perceives alone; thy love has veiled thy glory;

In lonely watches night by night Great visions burst upon my sight, For down the stretches of the sky The hosts of dead go marching by. Strange ghostly banners o’er them…

I HID in the world and sang, And I sang so loud and long That all the ages rang With the music of my song. I sang of the earth and sky,

IN sterner fight than Waterloo He saved his hapless brothers; Not by his own arm, it is true, But by the arms of others.

HER love was that full love which… Flows in and out life’s smallest g… And fills with music through long… Cold hearts that else would stern… Her smile would cheer, her faintes…

WHAT boots it to be great? To live in royal state And feast with kings, Since now all things One doom await?