Among the Trees Again

Then, when I knew your voyage over,—then, —For surely now, at last, I may confess, Now that I have outgrown its bitterness, Though, sometimes, I can almost feel again, Rememberi...

Aye, throb, my heart! is it not sweet to be, To breathe, to bide, by growing things once more! We did not guess before How close our life was locked in greenery. Hark! how the s...

Come, draw more near! Clasp hands with me! Ah close, and closer still! The night spreads to infinity! And through my heart a sudden chill, —I pray loose not your loving hold!— A...

Along the uplands, faintly seen Across the fallow fields between, The winter wheat grows bravely green Despite the coming cold; And studding all the stubbled ground In tasseled...