This heart that broke so long --These feet that never flagged --This faith that watched for star in vain,Give gently to the dead --Hound cannot overta...
She bore it till the simple veinsTraced azure on her hand --Til pleading, round her quiet eyesThe purple Crayons stand.Till Daffodils had come and gon...
For every Bird a Nest --Wherefore in timid questSome little Wren goes seeking round --Wherefore when boughs are free --Households in every tree --Pilg...
Whose are the little beds, I askedWhich in the valleys lie?Some shook their heads, and others smiled --And no one made reply.Perhaps they did not hear...
Some, too fragile for winter windsThe thoughtful grave encloses --Tenderly tucking them in from frostBefore their feet are cold.Never the treasures in...
An altered look about the hills --A Tyrian light the village fills --A wider sunrise in the morn --A deeper twilight on the lawn --A print of a vermil...
Soul, Wilt thou toss again?By just such a hazardHundreds have lost indeed --But tens have won an all --Angel's breathless ballotLingers to record ...
Pigmy seraphs -- gone astray --Velvet people from Vevay --Balles from some lost summer day --Bees exclusive Coterie --Paris could not lay the foldBelt...
Flowers -- Well -- if anybodyCan the ecstasy define --Half a transport -- half a trouble --With which flowers humble men:Anybody find the fountainFrom...
Have you got a Brook in your little heart,Where bashful flowers blow,And blushing birds go down to drink,And shadows tremble so --And nobody knows, so...