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POEMS.
Among the Millet 1 April 2 An October Sunset 5 The Frogs 6 An Impression 9 Spring on the River 10 Why do ye call the Poet lonely 11 Heat 12 Among the Timothy 14 Freedom 18 Morning on the Li?vres 21 In October 23 Lament of the Winds 24 Ballade of Summer's Sleep 25 Winter 27 Winter Hues Recalled 30 Storm 34 Midnight 37 Song of the Stream-Drops 38 Between the Rapids 40 New Year's Eve 43 Unrest 45 Song 46 One Day 47 Sleep 48 Three Flower Petals 50 Passion 51 A Ballade of Waiting 52 Before Sleep 53 A Song 56 What Do Poets Want With Gold 58 The King's Sabbath 60 The Little Handmaiden 61 Abu Midjan 64 The Weaver 67 The Three Pilgrims 69 The Coming of Winter 73 Easter Eve 74 The Organist 82 The Monk 87 The Child's Music Lesson 103 An Athenian Reverie 105
SONNETS.
Love-Doubt 123 Perfect Love 124 Love-Wonder 125 Comfort 126 Despondency 127 Outlook 128 Gentleness 129 A Prayer 130 Music 131 Knowledge 132 Sight 133 An Old Lesson from the Fields 134 Winter-Thought 135 Deeds 136 Aspiration 137 The Poets 138 The Truth 139 The Martyrs 140 A Night of Storm 141 At the Railway Station 142 A Forecast 143 In November 144 The City 145 Midsummer Night 146 The Loons 147 March 148 Solitude 149 The Maples 150 The Dog 151
POEMS.
POEMS.
AMONG THE MILLET.
The dew is gleaming in the grass, The morning hours are seven, And I am fain to watch you pass, Ye soft white clouds of heaven.
Ye stray and gather, part and fold; The wind alone can tame you; I think of what in time of old The poets loved to name you.
They called you sheep, the sky your sward, A field without a reaper; They called the shining sun your lord, The shepherd wind your keeper.
Your sweetest poets I will deem The men of old for moulding In simple beauty such a dream, And I could lie beholding,
Where daisies in the meadow toss, The wind from morn till even, Forever shepherd you across The shining field of heaven.
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