N TO THE HOLY SPIRIT
EVE'S LAMENTATION
ALEXANDER THE GREAT
THE KINGS WHO CAME TO CHRIST
QUATRAINS
CHARMS AND INVOCATIONS
LAMENTATIONS
THE SONG OF CREDE, DAUGHTER OF GUARE
THE DESERTED HOME
THE MOTHERS' LAMENT AT THE SLAUGHTER OF THE INNOCENTS
THE KEENING OF MARY
CAOINE
SONGS TO MUSIC
BATTLE HYMN
THE SONG OF THE WOODS
THE ENCHANTED VALLEY
REMEMBER THE POOR
II. WELSH POEMS
THE ODES TO THE MONTHS
THE TERCETS
HAIL, GLORIOUS LORD!
MY BURIAL
THE LAST CYWYDD
THE LABOURER
THE ELEGY ON SION GLYN
THE NOBLE'S GRAVE
THE BARD'S DEATH-BED CONFESSION
QUICK, DEATH!
COUNSEL IN VIEW OF DEATH
FROM "THE LAST JUDGMENT"
A GOOD WIFE
"MARCHOG JESU!"
THE DESTRUCTION OF JERUSALEM
LOVE DIVINE
BEHIND THE VEIL
THE REIGN OF LOVE
PLAS GOGERDDAN
ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT
DAVID OF THE WHITE ROCK
THE HIGH TIDE
"ORA PRO NOBIS"
A FLOWER-SUNDAY LULLABY
THE BALLAD OF THE OLD BACHELOR OF TY'N Y MYNYDD
THE QUEEN'S DREAM
THE WELSH FISHERMEN
III. OLD AND NEW TESTAMENT STUDIES
DAVID'S LAMENT OVER SAUL AND JONATHAN
THE FIERY FURNACE
RUTH AND NAOMI
THE LILIES OF THE FIELD AND THE FOWLS OF THE AIR
THE GOOD PHYSICIAN
THE SOWER
THE PRODIGAL'S RETURN
ST. MARY MAGDALEN
IV. CHURCH FESTIVALS
A CHRISTMAS COMMUNION HYMN
A CHRISTMAS CAROL OF THE EPIPHANY
A FOURTEENTH-CENTURY CAROL
EARTH'S EASTER
EASTER DAY, 1915
THE ASCENSION
WHITSUNTIDE
HARVEST HYMN
V. GOOD AND FAITHFUL SERVANTS
FATHER O'FLYNN
LADY GWENNY
OLD DOCTOR MACK
TO THE MEMORY OF JOHN OWEN
SAINT CUTHBERT
ALFRED THE GREAT
SIR SAMUEL FERGUSON
"MEN, NOT WALLS, MAKE A CITY"
FIELD-MARSHAL EARL KITCHENER
INSCRIPTION FOR A ROLL OF HONOUR IN A PUBLIC SCHOOL
AN EPITAPH
AN INTERCESSIONAL ANSWERED
VI. PERSONAL AND VARIOUS
LET THERE BE JOY!
A HOLIDAY HYMN
SUMMER MORNING'S WALK
SNOW-STAINS
REMEMBRANCE
SANDS OF GOLD
THE MOURNER
DE PROFUNDIS
IMMORTAL HOPE
WE HAD A CHILD
BY THE BEDSIDE OF A SICK CHILD
HE HAS COME BACK
SPRING'S SECRETS
THE LORD'S LEISURE
SPRING IS NOT DEAD
AIM NOT TOO HIGH
WILD WINE OF NATURE
BRIDAL INVOCATION
THE COMING OF SIR GALAHAD AND A VISION OF THE GRAIL
ASK WHAT THOU WILT
I. IRISH POEMS
THE ISLE OF THE HAPPY
(From the Early Irish)
Once when Bran, son of Feval, was with his warriors in his royal fort,
they suddenly saw a woman in strange raiment upon the floor of the
house. No one knew whence she had come or how she had entered, for the
ramparts were closed. Then she sang these quatrains
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