ystery of sunset haze
O'er barren moors, his pen beguiled--
His heart was pure.

THE RED BIRD

Animated, flashing, flame of scarlet,
Teasing, tantalizing, madcap varlet,
Glooming, glinting through the boughs,
Making, breaking lover's vows;
Dashing leader of the choir,
Standing on the topmost spire,
Scintillating song and fire,
Calls me: _Come up--come up--higher, higher, higher!_

Daytime meteor trailing light,
Like a shooting star at night--
Just a moment of delight,
Followed by a mad desire:
But the flaming flash of scarlet,
Tantalizing madcap varlet,
Hiding from my aching sight--
This time just a little nigher--
Laughing from his leafy height,
Mocks me: _Come up--come up--higher, higher, higher!_

SUNSET IN BREATHITT

Through purple haze of evening mountain mist,
A spiral thread of dark blue smoke arose
From hidden cove and rugged steep defile;
While like a ball of blood o'er some far magic isle,
The sun a moment hung in deep repose,
Above a placid sea of amethyst,
In mystic prophecy of death and doom,--
Then dropped and splashed the sky with crimson spray and spume!

EYES DIVINE

His eyes divine were shot with light
Like flashes in a northern night,
Magnetic gleam that wrought a spell
On whom its star-like shimmer fell--
A spell of wonder and delight;--

Enchantment such as gods excite
With glowing depths of chrysolite,
Or blooming beds of asphodel--
His eyes divine!

In metaphysics recondite,
In realms of verse by royal right
Of Genevieve and Christabel
The first upon the mystic shell;
And yet his greatest charm and might
Were eyes divine!

JACK FROST

In a pixy chariot, drawn,
Not by deer, but elfin fawn,
Thou hast come, Jack Frost and gone.

Silently, unheralded,
O'er the earth thy chariot sped;
Dear Jack Frost, where hast thou fled?

Thou the child's and poet's friend,
Brings't us blessings without end,
Joys the world can not transcend.

Naught but beauty now remains--
Flowers, ferns and fairy fanes,
Wrought upon the window panes;

Fields and forests all aglow,--
Colors only thou dost know:
How the heart doth overflow!

Purple clusters thine and mine,
Winter-w