The little world span round and ro… Singing along her sunny ways, And all the glory she unwound She gave to him for joy and praise… And he, whom lavish morning met

Oh, hero of our younger race! Great builder of a temple new! Ruler, who sought no lordly place! Warrior who sheathed the sword he… Lover of men, who saw afar

Prairie child, Brief as dew, What winds of wonder Nourished you? Rolling plains

In lazy laughing Panama— O flutter of ribbon 'twixt the sea… The low-roofed houses lie afloat, White foam-drift of the Caribbees… Under lithe palms that fan the sky

BEHOLD, I send thee to the heig… My brother! Let thine eyes awake… As morning dew, within whose glowi… Is mirrored half a world; and list… Till in thine ears, famished to ke…

Earth bears her sorrow gladly, lik… Her young face glowing through the… The storms that threaten her, the… Kindle a deeper color. She has wo… Graces that please the high-enthro…

I Love to sit in the sun And watch the foaming Lyell Leap over its granite bed. I love these days that run On a burnished golden dial

Have you forgotten—you, the chief, The art-director, president, What not, of the establishment— Forgot how for a moment brief The whole show, all our strife and…

So light and soft the days fall— Like petals one by one Down from yon tree whose flowers a… Must vanish in the sun. Like almond-petals down, dear,

She grew, like other girls and flo… Sheltered and tended daintily; And told her dolls, through sunny… A prince would come her love to be… And none denied her as she grew

O Mother of that heap of clay, so… Now do you stare at death, woman,… Now do you long to fare afar, and… Where he must wander all alone, hi… But I now, but I now—

Would you not be in Tryon    Now that the spring is here, When mocking-birds are praising    The fresh, the blossomy year? Look—on the leafy carpet

What has bent you, Warped and twisted you, Torn and crippled you? What has embittered you, O lonely tree?

The patter of a baby’s feet Upon the floor, His babble at the door— Ah, these are sounds too sweet, to… Blue sky, save me from tears!

To the California Sierra Club Come climb the mountain trails wit… Where pine-trees plume the sky, Where snowy peaks salute the sea When herald winds pass by.