SPINDRIFT white shall her vict… On the ivory quay, untrod By living feet, when she nears Gh… To point her out to God. The Babies Of The 'Lusitania’

HOPE of the Nations, lift thy st… Thyself art Sorrow, and to thee t… Of battle-anguish comes more pierc… Than even in those months of sneer… When thou so steadfastly didst bea…

Bodies glad, erect, Beautiful with youth, Life’s elect, Nature’s truth, Marching host on host,

The first faint dawn was flushing… When, dreamland still bewildering… I looked out to the oak that, wint… —a winter wild with war and woe an… Beyond my casement had been void o…

THE fragrant air is full of down, Of floating, fleecy things From some forgotten fairy town Where all the folk wear wings. Or else the snowflakes, soft array…

Two centuries’ winter storms have… Deep-voiced, the winds, swift wing… But though the north-east gale unl… The sturdy light-house sheds its b… And still when cold and fear are p…

‘The faieries gave him the propert… The fairies to his cradle came to… Their footsteps like the laughter… They touched him with the Thracia… —O dream-enchanted, singing heart!…

COLOSSAL orb of space, Sparkling with diamond Of countless star on star, All whirling with wild grace In their enwoven dance

As she sped from dawn to gloaming,… Did the waves from her proud bows… That her maiden voyage was tending… Where after the shock and the rend… Oh, her name shall be tale and tok…

THE horns of the moon are tipped With pearl. Her lover, wooed By charms and won, Endymion, Inherits quietude. White the gleam

SWEET are the manners of the woo… Our only old society, Where all the folk are glad and go… In unrebuked variety. Within this gentle commonweal

RED, white, blue, the flag that l… Stripes as red as blood well shed… Now ’tis ours to storm the towers… Freedom’s sons who front the guns… Fly the flag from dome and steeple…

OH, what is Christ, that we shoul… Wasted Armenia, in her utter woe, Dies in the mocking desert, callin… Hyænas tear her children limb from… The clouds, soft dimpled once with…

AT last, at last the Crescent Falls back before the Cross. Great spirits, incandescent With longing and with loss, Gleam from the clouds, crusaders

THE best of life, what is it but… Those swift illuminations when we… The flying shadows on the fragrant… As God beholds them from eternity… White moments, when the bliss of b…