There was a man-a Jew of kingly b… But of the people-poor and lowly b… Accused of blasphemy of God, He s… Before the Roman Pilate, while in… The multitude demanded it was fit

Lady Lorgnette, of the lifted las… The curling lip and the dainty nos… The shell-like ear where the jewel… The arching brow and the languid p… The rare old lace and the subtle s…

Sleep, with her tender balm, her t… Has passed me by; Afar I see her vesture, velvet-li… Float silently; O! Sleep, my tired eyes had need…

To-night I hunger so, Beloved one, to know If you recall and crave again the… That haunted our canoe, And wove its witchcraft through

There’s a spirit on the river, the… They are chanting, they are singin… As they steal amid the silence, And the shadows of the shore. You can hear them when the Northe…

Music, music with throb and swing, Of a plaintive note, and long; ’Tis a note no human throat could… No harp with its dulcet golden str… Nor lute, nor lyre with liquid rin…

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…

There is a lonely minor chord that… Faintly and far along the forest w… When the firs finger faintly on th… Of that rare violin the night wind… Just as it whispered once to you a…

Unknown to you, I walk the cheerl… The cutting blast, the hurl of bit… May freeze, and still, and bind th… Ere you will ever know, O! Heart… That I have sought, reflected in…

Captive! Is there a hell to him l… A taunt more galling than the Hur… He—proud and scornful, he—who laug… He—scion of the deadly Iroquois, He—the bloodthirsty, he—the Mohaw…

So near at hand (our eyes o’erlook… In search of distant things) A dear dream lay—perchance to grow… Had we but felt its wings Astir. The air our very breathing…

The wild grape mantling the trail… Festoons in graceful veils its dra… Its tendrils cling, as clings the… By some evasive haunting tune, twi…

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…

Pillowed and hushed on the silent… Wrapped in her mantle of golden gr… Wearied of pleasuring weeks away, Summer is lying asleep to-day,— Where winds come sweet from the wi…

All the long day the vapours playe… At blindfold in the city streets, Their elfin fingers caught and sta… The sunbeams, as they wound their… Into a filmy barricade