Art thou he?— The seer and sage, the hero and lo… The man of men, then away from the… day Come with me!

She is so wee, So wise and dear Her eyes can see, Her ears can hear, The flowers that grow

While I walk the pavement sooty In the town, Tread the stony path of duty Up and down, Oh, the Kern, all clad in beauty—

Bluer than Helen’s eyes she lies Under the blue cloud-drifting skie… A daughter fair of light and air Dropped among warrior mountains th… White glaciers kiss her feet so fl…

Flowers grow in the grass, Baby footfalls pass Over the fields once red, Over the hero’s head— For Peace.

The blue sea bends to the ship Like a dancer with skirts of lace— Wide diaphanous laces that curl an… In the ardent wind’s embrace. Little rainbows dash at the play

The long resounding marble corrido… shining parlors with shining women… them. The French room, with its gilt an… under plump little tumbling painte…

Dear Wanderer— The sky is gray, With flecks of blue The clouds rush over. A bird is singing

I Love to sit in the sun And watch the foaming Lyell Leap over its granite bed. I love these days that run On a burnished golden dial

What a boom! boom! Sounds among the honeysuckles! Saying, 'Room! room! Hold your breath and mind your knu… And a fairy birdling bright

So light and soft the days fall— Like petals one by one Down from yon tree whose flowers a… Must vanish in the sun. Like almond-petals down, dear,

Look at her—there she sits upon he… As ladylike and quiet as a nun! But if you cross her—whew! her thu… Will shake the earth! She’s proud… The beauty—knows her royal busines…

BESIDE her ashen hearth she sat… Whence he she loved had fled,— His children plucking at her sombr… And calling for the dead. One came to her clad in the robes…

As I lie roofed in, screened in, From the pattering rain, The summer rain— As I lie Snug and dry,

You are a painter—listen— I’ll paint you a picture too! Of the long white lights that glis… Through Michigan Avenue; With the red lights down the middl…