NOT unremembering we pass our exi… One timeless hour in time we caugh… With solemn gaiety the stars dance… The lilac breathed amid the shade… But yet the close enfolding night…

NOT her own sorrow only that hath… Upon yon gentle face. Too slight have been her childhood… The imprint of such pain. It hid behind her laughing hours,…

TWILIGHT, a timid fawn, went g… And Night, the dark-blue hunter,… Ceaseless pursuit and flight were… But the long chase had ceased for… We watched together while the driv…

A SHAFT of fire that falls like… And melts and maddens all my blood… From out thy spirit flashes throug… The burning-glass of womanhood. Only so far; here must I stay:

SHADOWY-PETALLED, like the… Through the sapphire Soma rising… As when first in yellow splendour… High above the darkening mounds wh… All the tiny planet folk are wavin…

I FAIN would leave the tender so… I sang to you of old, Thinking the oft-sung beauty wrong… The magic never told. And touch no more the thoughts, th…

THE HERO first thought it To him ’twas a deed: To those who retaught it, A chain on their speed. The fire that we kindled,

THIS mood hath known all beauty,… O’€™erwhelmed majesties In these pale forms, and kingly cr… On brows no longer bold, And through the shadowy terrors of…

WITH Thee a moment! Then what d… Traditions of eternal toil arise, Search for the high, austere and l… The Spirit moves in through etern… Ah, in the soul what memories aris…

FAINT grew the yellow buds of li… Far flickering beyond the snows, As leaning o’er the shadowy white Morn glimmered like a pale primros… Within an Indian vale below

I SAID my pleasure shall not mov… It is not fixed in things apart: Seeking not love—but yet to love— I put my trust in mine own heart. I knew the fountain of the deep

WHEN the soul sought refuge in t… Overborne by strife and pain beyon… From some secret hollow, whisper s… Came the legend of the soul. Some bright one of old time laid h…

IT was the fairy of the place, Moving within a little light, Who touched with dim and shadowy g… The conflict at its fever height. It seemed to whisper “Quietness,”

WHERE the Greyhound River winde… Scarce a wild fowl shakes the quie… Only God exults in silence over f… Where the silver wave with sweetne… I was bent above, my image mirrore…

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…