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  • If the bird knew how through the wintry weather
    An empty nest would swing by day and night,
    23 lines
  • A toast to thee, 0 dear old year,
      While the last moments fly,
    26 lines
  • No more for thee the music and the lights,
      Thy magic may no more win smile nor frown;
    33 lines
  • He stood alone on Fame's high mountain top,
      His hands at rest, his forehead bound with bay;
    33 lines
  • Long had she knelt at the Madonna's shrine,
      With the empty chapel, cold and grey,
    16 lines
  • Sing me a song--a song to ease old sorrows,
      And dull the edge of care--
    33 lines
  • Though I follow a trail to north or south,
      Though I travel east or west,
    33 lines
  • Who hath a heart courageous
      Will fight with right good cheer;
    18 lines
  • Across the dusty, foot-worn street
      Unblessed of flower or tree,
    28 lines
  • Little brown brother, up in the apple tree,
      High on its blossom-rimmed branches aswing,
    23 lines
  • Where yesterday rolled long waves of gold
      Beneath the burnished blue of the sky,
    23 lines
  • The Saints of Thy great Church, 0 Christ,
      How vast their numbers be--
    33 lines
  • Throughout the sunny day he whistled on his way--
      Oh high and low, and gay and sweet,
    40 lines
  • Down the white ward with slow, unswerving tread
      He came ere break of day--
    50 lines
  • Sweet April! from out of the hidden place
      Where you keep your green and gold,
    23 lines
  • As children gather daisies down green ways
      Mid butterflies and bees,
    23 lines
  • Oh, fairy palace of pink and pearl
    Frescoed with filigree silver-white,
    10 lines
  • Keen in his blood ran the old mad desire
      To right the world's wrongs and champion truth;
    50 lines
  • For thee, my small one--trinkets and new toys,
    The wine of life and all its keenest joys,
    33 lines
  • Up from the templed city of the Jews,
      The road ran straight and white
    147 lines
  • Hail, little herald!--Art thou then returning
    From summer lands, this wild and wind-torn day?
    37 lines
  • Silver clock! O silver clock! tell to me the time o' day!
    Is there yet a little hour left for us to work and play?
    26 lines
  • When hills and plains are powdered white,
      And bitter cold the north wind blows,
    28 lines
  • Now cometh October--a nut-brown maid,
    Who in robes of crimson and gold arrayed
    26 lines
  • Afar in the turbulent city,
      In a hive where men make gold,
    23 lines
  • Enter the temple beautiful!  The house not made with hands!
    Rain-washed and green, wind-swept and clean,
    34 lines
  • When April comes with softly shining eyes,
      And daffodils bound in her wind-blown hair,
    19 lines
  • An angel found a daisy where it lay
      On Heaven's highroad of transparent gold,
    17 lines
  • How like a hooded friar, bent and grey,
    Whose pensive lips speak only when they pray
    26 lines
  • Infold us with thy peace, dear moon-lit night,
      And let thy silver silence wrap us round
    23 lines
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