In the dim counties we take the long calm Lilting no haziness, sequel or psalm. The little street wenches,

When he was old and thin And knew not night or day He would sit up to say Something of the fire within. How woefully his chin

Ragged, unheeded, stooping, meanly… The poor pass to the pond: not far… The spires go up to God. Shyly they come from the unpainted… Coats have they made of old unhapp…

The young girl stood beside me. I Saw not what her young eyes cou… —A light, she said, not of the sky Lives somewhere in the Orange Tre… —Is it, I said, of east or west?

Three women walked upon a road, And the first said airily, “Of all the trees in all the world Which is the loving tree?” The second said, “My eyes have se…

Oh ’twas a poor country, in Autum… The only green was the cutting gra… Oh, the thin wheat and the brown o… But down in the poor country no pa… My wealth it was the glow that liv…

I would be dismal with all the fin… But I can talk plainly to you, yo… Here in the heart of September th… Of the hot happy sound of the shea… Soon would I tire of all riches o…

HAVE you ever been down to my co… Where the trees are green and tall… The days are long and the heavens… But the people there are small. There is no work there; it is alwa…

YOUR voice was the rugged old voice that I knew; I gave the best grip of my greeting to you. I knew not of your lips—

He has the full moon on his breast… The moonbeams are about hs wing; He has the colours of a king. I see him floating unto rest When all eyes wearily go west,

THE STARS are pale. Old is the Night, his case is gri… His strength doth fail. Through stilly hours The dews have draped with love’s o…

The bird is my neighbour, a whimsi… There is in the lake a nobility fa… The bird is a noble, he turns to t… And the ripples are thoughts comin… The bird is both ancient and excel…

Let your song be delicate. The skies declare No war—the eyes of lovers Wake everywhere. Let your voice be delicate.

A certain old maid at Port Victor had many strange pets to afflict h… her Kangaroos fought with the emus she caught and when she protested, they kicke…

O HEART of Spring! Spirit of light and love and joyou… So soon to faint beneath the fiery… Still smiles the Earth, eager for… Welcome art thou, soever short thy…