. Poems . dear !Those are the words that I shall joy to . 173 Esther. Thou heldest thy race too dear, thyself too cheap ;Honor no second place for truth can keep. . 180 January. O Winter! frozen pulse and heart of fire. . 1S4 May, No blossom blooms upon thy brightest daySo subtly sweet as memories which unfoldIn aged hearts which in thy sunshine lie,To sun themselves once more before they die. 187 July. But in still lakes and rivers, cool, starry blooms on a new firmament,White lilies float and regally abide. .... iSS XVI ILL USTRA riOAS. Page September. O golden month ! Ho
. Poems . dear !Those are the words that I shall joy to . 173 Esther. Thou heldest thy race too dear, thyself too cheap ;Honor no second place for truth can keep. . 180 January. O Winter! frozen pulse and heart of fire. . 1S4 May, No blossom blooms upon thy brightest daySo subtly sweet as memories which unfoldIn aged hearts which in thy sunshine lie,To sun themselves once more before they die. 187 July. But in still lakes and rivers, cool, starry blooms on a new firmament,White lilies float and regally abide. .... iSS XVI ILL USTRA riOAS. Page September. O golden month ! How high thy gold is heaped!The yellow birch-leaves shine like bright coins strung On wands ; 1S9 The Story of Boon. With trembling lips he spoke. .... 222 Sudden a clash of arms, — a gleamOf fire of torches! 226 Songs of Battle. Old as the world — no other things so old ! . 23S Charlotte Cushman 250 The Riviera. O peerless shore of peerless sea!From all the world we turn to thee. . 256. POEMS.
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