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To EMELINE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . [13]
SONG-WAVES . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . [17] A bird on sudden, as I write . . . . . . . . . . . . [48] Above the scarred cliff's iron brow . . . . . . . . [23] Across the hills the cattle call . . . . . . . . . . [39] After the winds there is surcease . . . . . . . . . [24] All day an ashen light serene . . . . . . . . . . . [55] A quiet breath distils in calm . . . . . . . . . . . [33] As on a hill-top near the sun . . . . . . . . . . . [46] As turns my heart its crimson leaves . . . . . . . . [53]
Break into flower, O garden fair . . . . . . . . . . [93]
Calm soul, unkindled by the sight . . . . . . . . . [36] Celestial sweetness swift outstrips . . . . . . . . [61]
Dimly beheld, thou excellent . . . . . . . . . . . . [57] Doubt flies before the truth that's quired . . . . . [28]
Fair as the light on fire-tipt hills . . . . . . . . [58] Far off and veiled it seems to me . . . . . . . . . [34] Far up the brook, beyond the lin . . . . . . . . . . [78] Filled oft with portents, oft withdrawn . . . . . . [25] Frail Lucia of a mutual love . . . . . . . . . . . . [87] Fresh sprig of greenest southernwood . . . . . . . . [49]
Green tracery of fern to rust . . . . . . . . . . . [74]
Hail, Mary, honored of the race . . . . . . . . . . [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 human life . . . . . . . . . . [92] The spirit firm and swelling soul . . . . . . . . . [43] The sweep, O heart, of Love's account . . . . . . . [21] The sword and spear and savage knife . . . . . . . . [89] The "trees of God," the prophet said . . . . . . . . [40] The world's a train at speeding rate . . . . . . . . [81] There are no solitudes to view . . . . . . . . . . . [37] There ever wakes an evil wraith . . . . . . . . . . [77] This golden-browed September land . . . . . . . . . [51] This tiny life, with exquisite wings . . . . . . . . [64] Thus wrought the Seen-Unseen the spell . . . . . . . [15] 'Tis fit the bloodroot in white hood . . . . . . . . [20] Two lives made one, the man and wife . . . . . . . . [67]
Unnumbered traits shine in thy face . . . . . . . . [62] Unveiled as kinsman, Love did seek . . . . . . . . . [84]
Vast promise is the sea, and vast . . . . . . . . . [35]
We talked of bird and flower and tree . . . . . . . [14] What nature mirrors and reveals . . . . . . . . . . [73] What though the sea-shell cheats the ear . . . . . . [75] Who loveth not the elm tree fair . . . . . . . . . . [26] With lathe of viewless hyaline . . . . . . . . . . . [59]
THE WHITETHROAT . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . [95]
SUMMER . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . [97]
GLORY-ROSES . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . [100]
THE WIND . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . [103]
THE CRYSTAL SPRING . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . [104]
AY ME! . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . [111]
THE YEARS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . [112]
THE NOTE OF NATURE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . [114]
AT THE FORD . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . [117]
REPOSE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . [120]