O HEART of Spring! Spirit of light and love and joyou… So soon to faint beneath the fiery… Still smiles the Earth, eager for… Welcome art thou, soever short thy…

In the far days, when every day wa… Fear was upon me and the fear was… Ere I had learned the recompense… In the dim days I trembled, for I… God was above me, always frowning…

THE STARS are pale. Old is the Night, his case is gri… His strength doth fail. Through stilly hours The dews have draped with love’s o…

Ragged, unheeded, stooping, meanly… The poor pass to the pond: not far… The spires go up to God. Shyly they come from the unpainted… Coats have they made of old unhapp…

Three women walked upon a road, And the first said airily, “Of all the trees in all the world Which is the loving tree?” The second said, “My eyes have se…

The young girl stood beside me. I Saw not what her young eyes cou… —A light, she said, not of the sky Lives somewhere in the Orange Tre… —Is it, I said, of east or west?

YOUR voice was the rugged old voice that I knew; I gave the best grip of my greeting to you. I knew not of your lips—

HAVE you ever been down to my co… Where the trees are green and tall… The days are long and the heavens… But the people there are small. There is no work there; it is alwa…

Fear it has faded and the night: The bells all peal the hour of nin… The schoolgirls hastening through… Touch the unknowable Divine. What leavening in my heart would b…

Shyly the silver-hatted mushrooms… Soft entrance through, And undelivered lovers, half awake… Hear noises in the dew Yellow in all the earth and in the…

A certain old maid at Port Victor had many strange pets to afflict h… her Kangaroos fought with the emus she caught and when she protested, they kicke…

A pleasant shady place it is, a pl… The township folk go up and down,… Along the river lies my world, a d… I sit and learn - I cannot go; th… But Granny she has seen the world…

The bird is my neighbour, a whimsi… There is in the lake a nobility fa… The bird is a noble, he turns to t… And the ripples are thoughts comin… The bird is both ancient and excel…

When you go underground with all y… Your kindly lies and your ridiculo… You shall not ever fear to face ag… The strong man’s rage, the woman w… Nor song nor sigh will beat upon y…

ALL singers have shadows That follow like fears, But I know a singer Who never saw tears; A gay love—a green love—