BUT wait. Let each by each the d… One faded and one blown like summe… What need of hope, with summer in… What of regret, with all fair morr… If yesterday be gone, No reck, ’t…

Poor little diary, with its simple… its good resolves, its “Studied F… “Read Modern History,” “Trimmed… “Darned stockings,” “Tatted,” “Pr… “Went to the daily service,” “Too…

The sun drops luridly into the wes… darkness has raised her arms to dr… before the time, not waiting as of… till he has come to her behind the… and the smooth waves grow sullen i…

FAREWELL: we two shall still m… Live side by side; But never more shall heart respond… Two stranger boats can drift adown… Two branches on one stem grow gree…

The violet in the wood, that’s swe… Is longer sweet than roses of red… Set me sweet violets along my way, And bid the red rose flower, but n… Ah violet, ah rose, why not the tw…

Young laughters, and my music! Ay… The voice can reach no blending mi… ’Tis the bird’s trill because the… And spring means trilling on a blo… ’Tis the spring joy that has no wh…

‘AND when came I to this town?’… A question asked for the asking’s… Answered merely an answer to make, As stranger to stranger may; Answered enough with ‘Twas yester…

TOO soon so fair, fair lilies; To bloom is then to wane; The folded bud has still To-morrow at its will; Blown flowers can never blow again…

No not to-night, dear child; I ca… I’m busy, tired; they knew I shou… you do not need me there. Dear, be… and take your pleasure; you shall… There, go to don your miracles of…

A YOUNG fair girl among her flo… And, as to blossoms born in May, Her morrows still brought sunnier… Than made up sunny yesterday. She did but wait: ‘Hope is so swe…

SOFT voices of the woods, that m… The summer air a harmony, Winged whispers through the leaves… Long wind-wafts dying in a sigh, Replies of birds from brake to bra…

’Tis hard that the full summer of… Is but the turn where winter’s sig… That to have reached the best is l… That final loss bears date from ha… So some proud vessel in a narrow s…

Oh the dear summer evening! How t… is mellow with the delicate breath… and wafts of hay scent from the su… how the glad song of life comes ev… from thousand harmless voices, fro…

The brook leaps riotous with its l… That freshets from the mountain ra… Beats at the boulders in its hinde… And fills the valley with its triu… The strong unthirsty tarn sunk in…

‘NEWS to the king, good news for… The corn is trodden, the river run… ‘News of the battle,’ the heralds… ‘We have won the field; we have ta… We have beaten the rebels and crus…