To Mrs. Julia Ward Howe

"Ah! little lake, though fair thou art,             A sapphire flashing to the sky,             Thy charm is only for the eye,         Thy"

"He has a taste that's superfine who flouts at every subway sign,         He reckons not that some there be, who cannot tell, unless they se"

"Flowers for brave soldiers,         Flowers for those who gave us         A Country undivided.         Flowers for the dead!         With"

"The world of dreams is all my own,         Wherein I wander - free, alone; -                 And each weird, fervid fantasy"

"Here morning in the ploughman's songs is met     Ere yet one footstep shows in all the sky,     And twilight in the east, a doubt as yet,     S"

"The Text is taken from Percy's Reliques (1765), vol. i. p. 71, 'given from two MS. copies, transmitted from Scotland.' Herd had a very similar bal"