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Baby's Birthday

BEFORE your life that is to come,
Love stands with eager eyes, that vainly
Seek to discern what gift may fit

In Memoryt Of Saretta Deakin

THERE was a day,
A horrible Autumn day,
When from her home, the home she made for ours

The Ferry

DRAW close the curtains, and shut out
The spring's green glow and glitter;
The resurrection-life of spring
To me brings no fresh blossoming;

Saturday Song

They talk about gardens of roses,
And moonlight over the sea,
And mountains and snow

The Gift Of The Gods

'GIVE me thy dreams,' she said, and I
With empty hands and very poor,
Watched my fair flowery visions die
Upon the temple's marble floor.

The Charm

LIKE crimson lamps the tulips swing,
The lily flowers their incense bring,
The daisies votive garlands fling
Before the altar of the Spring.

The Onlooker

If I could make a pillow for your head,
Soft, pleasant, filled with every pretty thought;
If I could lay a carpet where you tread

The Old Dispensation

O THOU, who, high in heaven,
To man hast given
This clouded earthly life
All storm and strife,

The Magic Ring

Your touch on my hand is fire,
Your lips on my lips are flowers.
My darling, my one desire,
Dear crown of my days and hours.

The Husband Of To-Day

EYES caught by beauty, fancy by eyes caught;
Sweet possibilities, question, and wonder--
What did her smile say? What has her brain thought?

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