THE tossing spray of Cocheco’s f… Hardened to ice on its rocky wall, As through Dover town in the chil… Three women passed, at the cart-ta… Bared to the waist, for the north…

Tauler, the preacher, walked, one… Without the walls of Strasburg, b… Pondering the solemn Miracle of L… As one who, wandering in a starles… Feels momently the jar of unseen w…

So fallen! so lost! the light with… Which once he wore! The glory from his gray hairs gone Forevermore! Revile him not, the Tempter hath

The pines were dark on Ramoth hil… Their song was soft and low; The blossoms in the sweet May win… Were falling like the snow. The blossoms drifted at our feet,

Dream not, O Soul, that easy is t… Thus set before thee. If it prove… As well it may, beyond thy natural… Faint not, despair not. As a chil… A father, pray the Everlasting Go…

Dry the tears for holy Eva, With the blessed angels leave her; Of the form so soft and fair Give to earth the tender care. For the golden locks of Eva

WILDLY round our woodland quart… Sad-voiced Autumn grieves; Thickly down these swelling waters Float his fallen leaves. Through the tall and naked timber,

THROUGH the long hall the shutt… A dubious light on every upturned… On locks like those of Absalom th… On the bald apex ringed with scant… On blank indifference and on curio…

NOT with the splendors of the day… The spoil of nations, and barbaric… No weapons wrested from the fields… Where dark and stern the unyieldin… And the proud eagles of his cohort…

How strange to greet, this frosty… In graceful counterfeit of flower, These children of the meadows, bor… Of sunshine and of showers! How well the conscious wood retain…

‘And where now, Bayard, will thy… My sister asked our guest one wint… Smiling he answered in the Friend… Common to both: ‘Wherever thou sh… What wouldst thou have me see for…

One morning of the first sad Fall… Poor Adam and his bride Sat in the shade of Eden’s wall— But on the outer side. She, blushing in her fig-leaf suit

AS they who, tossing midst the st… While turning shoreward, where a b… Meet the walled blackness of the h… So, on the turbulent waves of part… In gloom and tempest, men have see…

THE pleasant isle of Rügen looks… To the silver-sanded beaches of th… And in the town of Rambin a littl… Plucked the meadow-flowers togethe… Alike were they in beauty if not i…

‘O for a knight like Bayard, Without reproach or fear; My light glove on his casque of st… My love-knot on his spear! ’O for the white plume floating