Born on the breast of the prairie,… Robed in the wealth of her wheat-l… Affluence knocks at her gateways,… Nuggets of gold are her acres, yie… Dream of the hungry millions, dawn…

Beyond a ridge of pine with russet… The west lifts to the sun her long… Her blushes stain with gold and ga… The shore, the river and the wide… Like floods of wine the waters fil…

Sing to us, cedars; the twilight i… With shadowy garments, the wildern… All day we have carolled, and now… So echo the anthems we warbled to… While we swing, swing,

Time and its ally, Dark Disarmame… Have compassed me about, Have massed their armies, and on b… My forces put to rout; But though I fight alone, and fal…

What saw you in your flight to-day… Crows, awinging your homeward way? Went you far in carrion quest, Crows, that worry the sunless west… Thieves and villains, you shameles…

(NEW BRUNSWICK) The long red flats stretch open to… Breathing their moisture on the A… The seaweeds cling with flesh-like… The rocks give shelter that the sa…

To none the city bends a servile k… Purse-proud and scornful, on her h… And at her feet the great white mo… Shoulders incessantly the grey-gol… One the Almighty’s child since ti…

Elfin bell in azure dress, Chiming all day long, Ringing through the wilderness Dulcet notes of song. Daintiest of forest flowers

Love, was it yesternoon, or years… You took in yours my hands, And placed me close beside you on… Of Oriental lands? The truant hour came back at dawn…

Cards, and swords, and a lady’s lo… That is a tale worth reading, An insult veiled, a downcast glove… And rapiers leap unheeding. And ’tis O! for the brawl,

They were coming across the prairi… galloping hard and fast; For the eyes of those desperate ri… their man at last— Sighted him off to Eastward, wher…

“Wreck and stray and castaway.”—S… Once more adrift. O’er dappling sea and broad lagoon… O’er frowning cliff and yellow dun… The long, warm lights of afternoon

A sweet high treble threads its si… Voice of the restless aspen, fine… It trills its pure soprano, light… Like the vibretto of a mandolin.

Idles the night wind through the d… That waking murmur low, As some lost melody returning stir… The love of long ago; And through the far, cool distance…

Little Lady Icicle is dreaming in… And gleaming in the north-land, he… For the frost has come and found h… With an ermine robe around her Where little Lady Icicle lies dre…