THERE in her old-world garden sm… A symbol of the world’s desire, Striving with quaint and lovely wi… To bind to earth the soul of fire. And while I sit and listen there,

THE SEA was hoary, hoary, Beating on rock and cave: The winds were white and weeping With foam dust of the wave. They thundered louder, louder,

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…

YOU remember, dear, together Two children, you and I, Sat once in the autumn weather, Watching the autumn sky. There was some one round us strayi…

I WILL not follow you, my bird, I will not follow you. I would not breathe a word, my bir… To bring thee here anew. I love the free in thee, my bird,

WHEN the unquiet hours depart And far away their tumults cease, Within the twilight of the heart We bathe in peace, are stilled wit… The fire that slew us through the…

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…

The soul is its own witness and it… UNTO the deep the deep heart goe… It lays its sadness nigh the breas… Only the Mighty Mother knows The wounds that quiver unconfessed…

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…

I WOKE to find my pillow wet With the tears for deeds deep hid… I knew no sorrow here, but yet The tears fell softly through the… Your eyes, your other eyes of drea…

WHAT of all the will to do? It has vanished long ago, For a dream-shaft pierced it throu… From the Unknown Archer’s bow. What of all the soul to think?

I HEARD them in their sadness s… “The earth rebukes the thought of… We are but embers wrapped in clay A little nobler than the sod.” But I have touched the lips of cl…

THERE’S a cure for sorrow in th… Where the scarlet cressets hang ov… And joyful winds are blowing from… And the heart of the earth is full… Many and many a sunbright maiden s…

OH, if my spirit may foretell Or earlier impart, It is because I always dwell With morning in my heart. I feel the keen embrace of light

SHADOW WHO art thou, O Glory, In flame from the deep Where stars chant their story; Why trouble my sleep?