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S I went a-walking on Lavender Hill, O, I met a Darling in frock and frill; And she looked at me shyly, with eyes of blue, "Are you going a-walking? Then take me too!"

So we strolled to the field where the cowslips grow,

And we played-and we played for an hour or so ; Then we climbed to the top of the old park wall, And the Darling she threaded a cowslip ball.

Then we played again, till I said "My Dear,
This pain in my side, it has grown severe;
I ought to have told you I'm past three score,
And I fear that I scarcely can play any more!"

But the Darling she answered,-"O no! O no! You must play-you must play.-I shan't let you go!'

-And I woke with a start and a sigh of despair And I found myself safe in my Grandfather'schair!

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(NOVEMBER 6, 1901)


AREWELL, kind heart! And if there be In that unshored immensity Child-Angels, they will welcome thee.

Clean-souled, clear-eyed, unspoiled, discreet, Thou gav'st thy gifts to make Life sweet,— These shall be flowers about thy feet!

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"Qui gagne bataille
Aura mes amours."

'Qu'il gagne ou qu'il perde
Les aura toujours."



WO maids uprose in the shimmering light
Of the clanging battle-morn;

And one was tressed like the bird of night,
And one like the ripening corn.

Then out spoke she with the raven locks,

And her dark eyes glowed like wine:"If he slay the foe, the knight I know, He shall win this heart of mine!"

But softlier she of the yellow hair,
And her blue eyes 'gan to fill:

"Though he gain or lose, the man I choose,

He shall be my true love still!"


(Exodus xv. 27.)


ALM-TREES and wells they found of yore, Who-that Egyptian bondage o'erHad sight betimes of feathering green, Of lengthened shadows, and between, The cool, deep-garnered water-store.

Dear, dear is Rest by sea and shore:
But dearest to the travel-sore,

Whose camping-place not yet has been
Palm-trees and wells!

For such we plead. Shall we ignore
The long Procession of the Poor,

Still faring through the night-wind keen,
With faltering steps, to the Unseen?-
Nay: let us seek for these once more
Palm-trees and wells!


(FRIDAY, MAY 20, 1910)

"Exstinctus amabitur idem."-Hor. Epist. ii. 1. 14.

HE that was King an hour ago

Is King no more; and we that bend Beside the bier, too surely know We lose a Friend.

His was no "blood-and-iron " blend

To write in tears a ruthless reign; Rather he strove to make an end

Of strife and pain.

Rather he strove to heal again

The half-healed wound, to hide the scar,

To purge away the lingering stain
Of racial war.

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