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  • First, most, to thee, my son, I give this book
    In which a friend's and brother's verses blend
    16 lines
  • \Suggested by a drawing of Thomas Moran, the American painter\.
    This must be the very night!
    210 lines
  • In the winter, flowers are springing;
    In the winter, woods are green,
    40 lines
  • I think I might be weary of this day
    That comes inevitably every year,
    18 lines
  • Be welcome, year! with corn and sickle come;
    Make poor the body, but make rich the heart:
    8 lines
  • I.
    When, in the mid-sea of the night,
    30 lines
  • Heart, thou must learn to do without--
    That is the riches of the poor,
    14 lines
  • Lighter and sweeter
    Let your song be;
    4 lines
  • Lord, I have laid my heart upon thy altar
    But cannot get the wood to burn;
    12 lines
  • Such guests as you, sir, were not in my mind
    When I my homely dish with care designed;
    8 lines
  • She loves thee, loves thee not!
    That, that is all, my heart.
    14 lines
  • Lord, hear my discontent: all blank I stand,
    A mirror polished by thy hand;
    28 lines
  • Some men there are who cannot spare
    A single tear until they feel
    12 lines
  • O Earth, Earth, Earth,
    I am dying for love of thee,
    100 lines
  • Make not of thy heart a casket,
    Opening seldom, quick to close;
    4 lines
  • \From the German of Dessler\.
    O Lord, how happy is the time
    49 lines
  • O Lord, if on the wind, at cool of day,
    I heard one whispered word of mighty grace;
    32 lines
  • What dost thou here, O soul,
    Beyond thy own control,
    264 lines
  • Loosener of springs, he died by thee!
    Softness, not hardness, sent him home;
    4 lines
  • Are the leaves falling round about
    The churchyard on the hill?
    19 lines
  • Few in joy's sweet riot
    Able are to listen:
    8 lines
  • Yes, Master, when thou comest thou shalt find
    A little faith on earth, if I am here!
    24 lines
  • O Lord, my God, how long
    Shall my poor heart pant for a boundless joy?
    216 lines
  • Still am I haunting
    Thy door with my prayers;
    8 lines
  • My thoughts are like fire-flies, pulsing in moonlight;
    My heart like a silver cup, filled with red wine;
    4 lines
  • O Lord, at Joseph's humble bench
    Thy hands did handle saw and plane;
    28 lines
  • I.
    I stood in an ancient garden
    163 lines
  • Everything goes to its rest;
    The hills are asleep in the noon;
    24 lines
  • Who lights the fire--that forth so gracefully
    And freely frolicketh the fairy smoke?
    14 lines
  • Who would have thought that even an idle song
    Were such a holy and celestial thing
    14 lines
  • I.
    This is the sweetness of an April day;
    30 lines
  • Beautiful stories wed with lovely days
    Like words and music:--what shall be the tale
    14 lines
  • I know not what among the grass thou art,
    Thy nature, nor thy substance, fairest flower,
    14 lines
  • Now in the dark of February rains,
    Poor lovers of the sunshine, spring is born,
    14 lines
  • I envy the tree-tops that shake so high
    In winds that fill them full of heavenly airs;
    14 lines
  • Down a warm alley, early in the year,
    Among the woods, with all the sunshine in
    14 lines
  • Along the tops of all the yellow trees,
    The golden-yellow trees, the sunshine lies;
    14 lines
  • Mourner, that dost deserve thy mournfulness,
    Call thyself punished, call the earth thy hell;
    14 lines
  • "Shew us the Father." Chiming stars of space,
    And lives that fit the worlds, and means and powers,
    14 lines
  • When peevish flaws his soul have stirred
    To fretful tears for crossed desires,
    40 lines
  • I.
    A pool of broken sunbeams lay
    42 lines
  • Oh! is it Death that comes
    To have a foretaste of the whole?
    45 lines
  • On the far horizon there
    Heaps of cloudy darkness rest;
    44 lines
  • Of the poor bird that cannot fly
    Kindly you think and mournfully;
    12 lines
  • Father, I cry to thee for bread
    With hungred longing, eager prayer;
    16 lines
  • I have not any fearful tale to tell
    Of fabled giant or of dragon-claw,
    176 lines
  • When the summer gave us a longer day,
    And the leaves were thickest, I went away:
    32 lines
  • Come to me, come to me, O my God;
    Come to me everywhere!
    28 lines
  • O Mother Earth, I have a fear
    Which I would tell to thee--
    24 lines
  • Out of thy door I run to do the thing
    That calls upon me. Straight the wind of words
    15 lines
  • When the cock crows loud from the glen,
    And the moor-cock chirrs from the heather,
    22 lines
  • In God alone, the perfect end,
    Wilt thou find thyself or friend.
    2 lines
  • They come to thee, the halt, the maimed, the blind,
    The devil-torn, the sick, the sore;
    24 lines
  • Oh that a wind would call
    From the depths of the leafless wood!
    32 lines
  • I.
    I see thy house, but I am blown about,
    27 lines
  • I. I honour Nature, holding it unjust
    To look with jealousy on her designs;
    211 lines
  • Job xiv. 13-15.
    RONDEL.
    16 lines
  • I woke at midnight, and my heart,
    My beating heart, said this to me:
    80 lines
  • Lord, according to thy words,
    I have considered thy birds;
    55 lines
  • Chained is the Spring. The Night-wind bold
    Blows over the hard earth;
    8 lines
  • Oh holy Sabbath bells,
    Ye have a pleasant voice!
    21 lines
  • Here is a temple strangely wrought:
    Within it I can see
    29 lines
  • I have long enough been working down in my cellar,
    Working spade and pick, boring-chisel and drill;
    28 lines
  • Thou foldest me in sickness;
    Thou callest through the cloud;
    14 lines
  • Quiet, quiet dead,
    Have ye aught to say
    44 lines
  • Sometimes, O Lord, thou lightest in my head
    A lamp that well might pharos all the lands;
    16 lines
  • When the heart is a cup
    In the body low lying,
    8 lines
  • See how the storm of life ascends
    Up through the shadow of the world!
    134 lines
  • The stars are all watching;
    God's angel is catching
    30 lines
  • Seek not my name--it doth no virtue bear;
    Seek, seek thine own primeval name to find--
    16 lines
  • To: E.M. II.
    53 lines
  • They are blind, and they are dead:
    We will wake them as we go;
    29 lines
  • When the storm was proudest,
    And the wind was loudest,
    30 lines
  • \From Schiller\
    "Which of you, knight or squire, will dare
    163 lines
  • Through the unchanging heaven, as ye have sped,
    Speed onward still, a strange wild company,
    14 lines
  • Rich is the fancy which can double back
    All seeming forms, and from cold icicles
    14 lines
  • Tumultuous rushing o'er the outstretched plains;
    A wildered maze of comets and of suns;
    14 lines
  • If thou art tempted by a thought of ill,
    Crave not too soon for victory, nor deem
    14 lines
  • And must I ever wake, gray dawn, to know
    Thee standing sadly by me like a ghost?
    14 lines
  • "And yet it moves!" Ah, Truth, where wert thou then
    When all for thee they racked each piteous limb?
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • If thou wouldst live the Truth in very deed,
    Thou hast thy joy, but thou hast more of pain.
    14 lines
  • Speak, Prophet of the Lord! We may not start
    To find thee with us in thine ancient dress,
    14 lines
  • From out a windy cleft there comes a gaze
    Of eyes unearthly, which go to and fro
    14 lines
  • I.
    One do I see and twelve; but second there
    30 lines
  • There is not any weed but hath its shower,
    There is not any pool but hath its star;
    14 lines
  • 'Tis not the violent hands alone that bring
    The curse, the ravage, and the downward doom,
    14 lines, 3 comments
  • I pray you, all ye men who put your trust
    In moulds and systems and well-tackled gear,
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • Nature, to him no message dost thou bear
    Who in thy beauty findeth not the power
    14 lines
  • Ah, truant, thou art here again, I see!
    For in a season of such wretched weather
    14 lines
  • Summer, sweet Summer, many-fingered Summer!
    We hold thee very dear, as well we may:
    14 lines
  • Whence do ye come, ye creatures? Each of you
    Is perfect as an angel! wings and eyes
    14 lines
  • Here stands a giant stone from whose far top
    Comes down the sounding water: let me gaze
    14 lines
  • Above my head the great pine-branches tower;
    Backwards and forwards each to the other bends,
    14 lines
  • I do remember how, when very young,
    I saw the great sea first, and heard its swell
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  • Hears't thou the dash of water, loud and hoarse,
    With its perpetual tidings upward climb,
    14 lines
  • Lie down upon the ground, thou hopeless one!
    Press thy face in the grass, and do not speak.
    14 lines
  • Oft, as I rest in quiet peace, am I
    Thrust out at sudden doors, and madly driven
    14 lines
  • Comes there, O Earth, no breathing time for thee,
    No pause upon thy many-chequered lands?
    14 lines
  • I have a fellowship with every shade
    Of changing nature: with the tempest hour
    14 lines
  • I.
    One is a slow and melancholy maid;
    45 lines
  • There is a bellowing in me, as of might
    Unfleshed and visionless, mangling the air
    14 lines
  • Cry out upon the crime, and then let slip
    The dogs of hate, whose hanging muzzles track
    14 lines
  • Now have I grown a sharpness and an edge
    Unto my future nights, and I will cut
    14 lines
  • Within each living man there doth reside,
    In some unrifled chamber of the heart,
    14 lines
  • O wild and dark! a night hath found me now
    Wherein I mingle with that element
    14 lines
  • A power is on me, and my soul must speak
    To thee, thou grey, grey man, whom I behold
    14 lines
  • Methought I stood among the stars alone,
    Watching a grey parched orb which onward flew
    14 lines
  • Oh, melancholy fragment of the night
    Drawing thy lazy web against the sun,
    14 lines
  • First came the red-eyed sun as I did wake;
    He smote me on the temples and I rose,
    14 lines
  • An angel saw me sitting by a brook,
    Pleased with the silence, and the melodies
    14 lines
  • Is there a secret Joy, that may not weep,
    For every flower that ends its little span,
    14 lines
  • I missed him when the sun began to bend;
    I found him not when I had lost his rim;
    14 lines
  • She comes! again she comes, the bright-eyed moon!
    Under a ragged cloud I found her out,
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • I came upon a fountain on my way
    When it was hot, and sat me down to drink
    14 lines
  • I said, I will arise and work some thing,
    Nor be content with growth, but cause to grow
    14 lines
  • There may be seeming calm above, but no!--
    There is a pulse below which ceases not,
    14 lines
  • Power that is not of God, however great,
    Is but the downward rushing and the glare
    14 lines
  • Yes, there is one who makes us all lay down
    Our mushroom vanities, our speculations,
    14 lines
  • They all were looking for a king
    To slay their foes, and lift them high:
    12 lines
  • Uplifted is the stone
    And all mankind arisen!
    32 lines
  • The homely words how often read!
    How seldom fully known!
    16 lines
  • O wind of God, that blowest in the mind,
    Blow, blow and wake the gentle spring in me;
    14 lines
  • I cannot praise thee. By his instrument
    The master sits, and moves nor foot nor hand;
    28 lines
  • Sighing above,
    Rustling below,
    40 lines
  • Why do the houses stand
    When they that built them are gone;
    14 lines
  • The miser lay on his lonely bed;
    Life's candle was burning dim.
    42 lines
  • Satan, avaunt!
    Nay, take thine hour,
    42 lines
  • Lord, what is man
    That thou art mindful of him!
    8 lines
  • All things are shadows of thee, Lord;
    The sun himself is but thy shade;
    20 lines
  • Come through the gloom of clouded skies,
    The slow dim rain and fog athwart;
    20 lines
  • Roses all the rosy way!
    Roses to the rosier west
    28 lines
  • I am a bubble
    Upon thy ever-moving, resting sea:
    16 lines
  • Mercy to thee, O Lord, belongs,
    For as his work thou giv'st the man.
    8 lines
  • The stars are spinning their threads,
    And the clouds are the dust that flies,
    16 lines
  • Great-hearted child, thy very being The Son,
    Who know'st the hearts of all us prodigals;--
    35 lines
  • I do not know thy final will,
    It is too good for me to know:
    14 lines
  • O Lord, I cannot but believe
    The birds do sing thy praises then, when they sing to one another,
    24 lines
  • I.
    A thousand houses of poesy stand around me everywhere;
    43 lines
  • I shall be satisfied
    With the seeing of thy face.
    8 lines
  • Every time would have its song
    If the heart were right,
    56 lines
  • December 28, 1879
    96 lines
  • In his arms thy silly lamb,
    Lo, he gathers to his breast!
    8 lines
  • I.
    I say! hey! cousin there! I mustn't call you brother!
    65 lines
  • Strait is the path? He means we must not roam?
    Yes; but the strait path leads into a boundless home.
    2 lines, 1 comment
  • I.--BY THE CRADLE.
    Close her eyes: she must not peep!
    125 lines
  • Said the Wind to the Moon, "I will blow you out!
    You stare
    66 lines
  • A harebell hung her wilful head:
    "I am tired, so tired! I wish I was dead."
    38 lines
  • I was very cold
    In the summer weather;
    24 lines
  • The stars cleave the sky.
    Yet for us they rest,
    16 lines
  • No bird can sing in tune but that the Lord
    Sits throned in equity above the heaven,
    14 lines
  • Out of the gulf into the glory,
    Father, my soul cries out to be lifted.
    30 lines
  • On An Engraving of Scheffer's \Christus Consolator\
    46 lines
  • I cannot write old verses here,
    Dead things a thousand years away,
    20 lines
  • A fresh young voice that sings to me
    So often many a simple thing,
    24 lines
  • Come
    Home.
    2 lines, 1 comment
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