White Rose Her grave is not a grave； it is a shrine, Where innocence reposes, Bright over which God's stars must love to shine, And where, when Wi...
Laurel I found it on a mountain slope, The sunlight on its face； It caught from clouds a smile of hope That brightened all the place. They wreathe wit...
Willow Branch To sorrow's own sweet crown, With simple grace, The weeping-willow bends her branches down Just like a mother's arm, To shield f...
Lily The angel flower of all the flowers Its sister flowers, In all the bowers Worship the lily, for it brings, Wherever it blooms, On shrines or tomb...
Violet Leaves It is too late for violets, I only bring their leaves, I looked in vain for mignonettes To grace the crown grief weaves； For queenly May...
Forget-Me-Not "Forget-me-not！" The sad words strangely quiver On lips, like shadows falling on a river, Flowing away, By night, by day, Flow...
Sorrow Farewell！ I go to crown the dead； Yet ye have crowned yourselves to-day, For they whose hearts so faithful love The lonely grave ——...
Farewells They are so sad to say no poem tells The agony of hearts that dwells In lone and last farewells. They are like deaths they bring a wintry ch...
Song of the River A river went singing adown to the sea, A-singing ——low -singing ——And the dim rippling river said softly to ...
Dreamland Over the silent sea of sleep, Far away！ far away！ Over a strange and starlit deep Where the beautiful shadows sway； Dim in the dark, Glideth...