WE laid him to rest with tenderne… Homeward we turned in the twilight… We thought in ourselves with dumb… All the story of earth is told. A beautiful word at the last was s…

A FRIENDLY mountain I know; As I lie on the green slope there It sets my heart in a glow And closes the door on care. A thought I try to frame—…

WHEN mine hour is come Let no teardropp fall And no darkness hover Round me where I lie. Let the vastness call

ON me to rest, my bird, my bird: The swaying branches of my heart Are blown by every wind toward The home whereto their wings depar… Build not your nest, my bird, on m…

THE EAST was crowned with snow-… And hung with veils of pearly flee… They died away into the gloom, Vistas of peace—and deeper peace. And earth and air and wave and fir…

OUR true hearts are forever lonel… A wistfulness is in our thought: Our lights are like the dawns whic… Seem bright to us and yet are not. Something you see in me I wis not…

THE TWILIGHT fleeted away in… And night, like a diamond done, st… Your eyes like burnished stones or… With the sudden vision that made u… We loved in infinite spaces, forge…

AT dusk the window panes grew gre… The wet world vanished in the gloo… The dim and silver end of day Scarce glimmered through the littl… And all my sins were told; I said

WHEN the dawn comes forth I wond… Will our sad, sad hearts awaken, And the grief we laboured under From the new-in-joy be shaken? If the night be long in going,

THE HEAVENS lay hold on us: t… Fondle with flickering fingers bro… A new enchantment lights the ancie… What is it looks between us gaze o… Does the wild spirit of the endles…

WITHIN the iron cities One walked unknown for years, In his heart the pity of pities That grew for human tears. When love and grief were ended

I AM the tender voice calling “A… Whispering between the beatings of… And inaccessible in dewy eyes I dwell, and all unkissed on lovel… Lingering between white breasts in…

COULD you not in silence borrow Strength to go from us ungrieving? All these hours of loving sorrow Only make more bitter leaving. You will go forth lonely, thinking

I WHO had sought afar from earth The faery land to meet, Now find content within its girth And wonder nigh my feet. To-day a nearer love I choose

IN the wet dusk silver sweet, Down the violet scented ways, As I moved with quiet feet I was met by mighty days. On the hedge the hanging dew