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  • In a still room at hush of dawn,
    My Love and I lay&nbs
    36 lines
  • Time out of mind I have stood
    Fronting the frost and the sun,
    24 lines
  • I like the old house tolerably well,
       Where I must dwell
    398 lines
  • In Memory of John Keats
       By the Aurelian Wall,
    95 lines
  • Where are the ships I used to know,
         That came to port on the Fundy tide
    67 lines
  • We are the vagabonds of time,
    And rove the yellow autumn days,
    76 lines
  • There is fog upon the river, there is mirk upon the town;
    You 
    64 lines
  • The sun goes down, and over all
       These barren reaches by the tide
    58 lines
  • FOR a name unknown,
    Whose fame unblown
    28 lines
  • When April winds arrive
    And the soft rains are here,
    28 lines
  • NOW is the time of year
    When all the flutes begin, —
    24 lines
  • NOW the lilac tree's in bud,
    And the morning birds are loud.
    24 lines
  • I HEAR you, Brother, I hear you,
    Down in the alder swamp,
    24 lines
  • ONCE more in misted April
    The world is growing green.
    20 lines
  • OVER the wintry threshold
    Who comes with joy to-day,
    24 lines
  • I HEAR a rainbird singing
    Far off. How fine and clear
    20 lines
  • WHEN you hear the white-throat pealing
    From a tree-top far away,
    20 lines
  • OH, well the world is dreaming
    Under the April moon,
    12 lines
  • IN the wondrous star-sown night,
    In the first sweet warmth of spring,
    16 lines
  • O MY dear, the world to-day
    Is more lovely than a dream!
    24 lines
  • THE fireflies across the dusk
    Are flashing signals through the gloom—
    16 lines
  • MY heart is a garden of dreams
    Where you walk when day is done,
    12 lines
  • WITHIN my stone-walled garden
    (I see her standing now,
    40 lines
  • THESE things I remember
    Of New England June,
    72 lines
  • WE are the roadside flowers,
    Straying from garden grounds, —
    20 lines
  • THIS is a holy refuge,
    The garden of Saint Rose,
    36 lines
  • On The Dunes
    HERE all night on the dunes
    45 lines
  • SAID a traveller by the way
    Pausing, "What hast thou to say,
    80 lines
  • For  The Brthday Of James Whitcomb Riley, October 7, 1914
    LOCKERBIE STREET is a little street,
    49 lines
  • A. M. M.
    BEHOLD her sitting in the sun
    57 lines
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