In this gay peace,
“There are bolder lovers and older
Comrades than these”?
PROSE POEMS
DAWN
Arise!—Arise!
Dew, like a thousand gems, is in the hair of the dear earth eager to dance.
THE VISIBLE WORLD
Rub your eyes! If a man believe not in earth, how should he believe in heaven? If he love not the visible, how should he its high symbol?