Sherwood in the twilight, is Robi… Grey and ghostly shadows are glidi… Shadows of the dappled deer, dream… Dreaming of a shadowy man that win… Robin Hood is here again: all his…

Shun the brush and shun the pen, Shun the ways of clever men, When they prove that black is whit… Whey they swear that wrong is righ… When they roast the singing stars

Old Grey Squirrel might have been Almost anything - Might have been a soldier, sailor, Tinker, tailor (Never a beggar-man, though, nor t…

In the light of the silent stars t… In the weary cry of the wind and t… Under the breath of laughter, deep… I hear the Loom of the Weaver tha… The leaves of the winter wither an…

BUT where’s the brown drifter tha… —Roll and go, and fare you well— ‘ Was her name Peggy Nutten? ’ That name is my own.

(Written after entering New York… Up the vast harbor with the mornin… The ship swept in from sea; Gigantic towers arose, the night w… And—there stood Liberty.

There is one road, one only, to th… A narrow way, but Freedom walks t… A straight, firm road through Cha… And all these wandering Jack-o-Le… It is the road of Law, where Pila…

Carol, every violet has Heaven for a looking-glass! Every little valley lies Under many-clouded skies; Every little cottage stands

Wonder in happy eyes Fades, fades away: And the angel-coloured skies Whisper farewell. Loveliness over the strings of the…

It is not over yet-the fight Where those immortal dreamers fail… They stormed the citadels of night… And the night praised them-and pre… So long ago the cause was lost

‘_There are no ghosts in America.… There are no ghosts, you say, To haunt her blaze of light; No shadows in her day, No phantoms in her night.

(WHAT THE GHOSTS SAID.) And after all the labour and the p… After the heaping up of gold on go… After success that locked your fee… And left you with a heart so tired…

Long, long ago, He said, He who could wake the dead And walk upon the sea– ‘Come, follow Me. Leave your brown nets and bring

Heart of my heart, the world is yo… Love lies hidden in every rose! Every song that the skylark sung Once, we thought, must come to a c… Now we know the spirit of song,

The war will change many things… Thou, whose deep ways are in the s… Whose footsteps are not known, To-night a world that turned from… Is waiting—at Thy Throne.