Looking forward to the spring One puts up with anything. On this February day, Though the winds leap down the str… Wintry scourgings seem but play,

‘It is a foolish thing,’ said I, ‘To bear with such, and pass it by… Yet so I do, I know not why!’ And at each clash I would surmise That if I had acted otherwise

For F. E. H. I sometimes think as here I sit Of things I have done, Which seemed in doing not unfit To face the sun:

‘More than half my life long Did they weigh me falsely, to my b… But they all have shrunk away into… Like a lost song. ’And the day has dawned and come

Forty years back, when much had pl… That since has perished out of min… I heard that voice and saw that fa… He spoke as one afoot will wind A morning horn ere men awake;

Only a man harrowing clods In a slow silent walk With an old horse that stumbles an… Half asleep as they stalk. Only thin smoke without flame

A very West-of-Wessex girl, As blithe as blithe could be, Was once well-known to me, And she would laud her native town… And hope and hope that we

She wore a 'terra-cotta’ dress, And we stayed, because of the pelt… Within the hansom’s dry recess, Though the horse had stopped; yea,… We sat on, snug and warm.

Its former green is blue and thin, And its once firm legs sink in and… Soon it will break down unaware, Soon it will break down unaware. At night when reddest flowers are…

“Poor wanderer,” said the leaden s… “I fain would lighten thee, But there are laws in force on hig… Which say it must not be.” —"I would not freeze thee, shorn o…

WHEN I look forth at dawning, po… Field, flock, and lonely tree, All seem to look at me Like chastened children sitting si… Their faces dulled, constrained, a…

For A. W. B. SHE sought the Studios, beckonin… An arch-designer, for she planned… He was of wise contrivance, deeply… In every intervolve of high and wi…

In a Wood Pale beech and pine-tree blue, Set in one clay, Bough to bough cannot you Bide out your day?

“A woman for whom great gods might… I said, and kissed her there: And then I thought of the other f… And of how charms outwear. I thought of the first with her ea…

Who were the twain that trod this… So many times together Hither and back, In spells of certain and uncertain… Commonplace in conduct they