PAUL ELDER AND COMPANY
SAN FRANCISCO AND NEW YORK
Published in behalf
of The Spinners' Benefit Fund
Ina D. Coolbrith
First Beneficiary
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Copyright, 1907
by Paul Elder and Company
TO INA D. COOLBRITH
With wilder sighing in the pine
The wind went by, and so I dreamed;
And in that dusk of sleep it seemed
A city by the sea was mine.
To statelier sprang the walls of Tyre
From seaward cliff or stable hill;
And light and music met to fill
The splendid courts of her desire—
(Extolling chords that cried her praise,
And golden reeds whose mellow moan
Was like an ocean's undertone
Dying and lost on forest ways).
But sweeter far than any sound
That rang or rippled in her halls,
Was one beyond her eastern walls,
By summer gardens girdled round.
Twas from a nightingale, and oh!
The song it sang hath never word!
Sweeter it seemed than Love's, first-heard,
Or lutes in Aidenn murmuring low.