. . . . . . 86
Her steps fall sweet as summer rain . . . . . . . . 60
Hope's clear blue eye is open wide . . . . . . . . . 82
How swift soft-feathered Time sails on . . . . . . . 71

I dreamed I drew my parting breath . . . . . . . . . 80
I feel the season's dreamy call . . . . . . . . . . 50
If mighty angels fair and tall . . . . . . . . . . . 38
I keep one picture in my heart . . . . . . . . . . . 52
Immortal Love, immortal ruth . . . . . . . . . . . . 94
Impressions vast and vague flow in . . . . . . . . . 19
I see that power is not in art . . . . . . . . . . . 83
I would enshrine in silvern song . . . . . . . . . . 13

Like oxeye daisies of the field . . . . . . . . . . 91
Look now! The crested waters sleep . . . . . . . . 70
Love bows herself in holy prayer . . . . . . . . . . 45
Love's inspirations of the lyre . . . . . . . . . . 90

Man's highest word, as God's above . . . . . . . . . 44
Men plow and sow while moves the sun . . . . . . . . 27
My quickened sense can only plod . . . . . . . . . . 72

Never before has my ear heard . . . . . . . . . . . 56

O glorious light! Thy limpid wave . . . . . . . . . 85
O June has lit her splendid lamp . . . . . . . . . . 32
O patriot, ruler, leader great . . . . . . . . . . . 88
O soul that art essential change . . . . . . . . . . 17
Over the brow of lofty scar . . . . . . . . . . . . 69

Philosophy doth dig and draw . . . . . . . . . . . . 65
Pure lily, open on the breast . . . . . . . . . . . 30

Revolving without rest and goal . . . . . . . . . . 31

Says one who with the sad condoles . . . . . . . . . 76
Spirit of song, life's golden ray . . . . . . . . . 18
Sunshine, O soul, is not a mood . . . . . . . . . . 47
Superbest power with sweetness wed . . . . . . . . . 22
Sure in this realm of Sense and Time . . . . . . . . 54
Sweetheart, I dedicate to thee . . . . . . . . . . . 16

The bird of needle beak, and breast . . . . . . . . 29
The flecks of gold that glorify . . . . . . . . . . 41
The full ripe year, these maple hills . . . . . . . 79
The ideal is a lifting sky . . . . . . . . . . . . . 42
The infinite in grand repose . . . . . . . . . . . . 66
The mirrored silence of this pool . . . . . . . . . 68
The scarlet arch of evening fills . . . . . . . . . 63
The sovereign law of