PAGE One more Unfortunate O bear him where the rain can fall! O brooding Spirit of Wisdom and of Love!. O'er the wide earth, on mountain and on plain. O'er wayward childhood would'st thou hold firm rule. Of Adam's first wife, Lilith, it is told..... O fair and stately Maid! whose eyes Of Nelson and the North O Friend! whom glad or grave we seek O Mary! go and call the cattle home!... Once a rose ever a rose, we say Once, when the days were ages On me, on me.. 148 59 18 24 270 140 44 64 4I 201 257 116 135 O Thou! whose mighty palace-roof doth hang Our life is spent in little things. O Warrior for the Right! 92 278 304 O, what are you waiting for here? young man! Said Fading-Leaf to Fallen-Leaf. Say over again, and yet once over again!. 130 33 74 92 251 Since, if you stood by my side to-day... Sing!-who sings.. Sister Simplicitie!...... So fallen! so lost! the light withdrawn 227 Show me the noblest Youth of present time!.... ΙΟ 242 72 246 165 Soft hangs the opiate in the brain............. Softly breathes the West wind beside the ruddy forest.. 233 108 Softly, O midnight Hours!... So strive, so rule, Almighty Lord of All! 205 Stern daughter of the Voice of God!. 7 Still glides the gentle streamlet on. 122 Still sits the school-house by the road... 162 Suck, baby! suck! mother's love grows by giving 39 187 Swiftly walk over the Western wave! 89 Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean 179 The apples are ripe in the orchard..... 288 The conference-meeting through at last.. 274 160 The Earth was but a platform for thy power.. The flash at midnight,-'twas a light... The golden gates of sleep unbar.. The Isles of Greece! the Isles of Greece!. Then fare thee well, my own dear Love!.. 51 The night is come, but not too soon 156 The Poem of the Universe The poetry of earth is never dead.. PAGE 211 ΙΟΙ 253 179 The Raven's house is built with reeds 252 There is a bondage worse, far worse, to bear. 18 The shadows lay along Broadway The streams that wind amid the hills The sun rises bright in France... The trees in Sherwood Forest are old and good. ..... The woods decay, the woods decay and fall. They bear the hero from the fight, dying. They say his sin was dark and deep.. Think me not unkind and rude Think not alone to do right and fulfil. This is the Ship of Pearl which (poets feign) This world is too much with us: late and soon Thou art mine, thou hast given thy word 'Tis thought Odysseus when the strife was o'er. 'Tis time this heart should be unmoved.. To be a sweetness more desired than Spring, ...... To sea! to sea! The calm is o'er. Twin stars aloft in ether clear Under a sultry yellow sky... Underneath the growing grass Unlike are we, unlike, O Princely Heart!. Wake from your homes in tomb and shroud!.. 207 Warriors and chiefs! should the shaft or the sword. 82 What matter, what matter, O friend! ..... 185- 48 221 211 186 126 29 272 When I was young, I said to Sorrow. 204 When maidens such as Hester die.. 37 When the hounds of Spring are on Winter's traces. 295 When to any saint I pray 237 Where art thou gone? light-ankled Youth! Within a low-thatched hut, built in a lane. Within the unchanging twilight...... Ye Mariners of England! You never bade me hope, 'tis true. You promise heavens free from strife 149 46 245 |