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<p><br>
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alt="To Annette from Uncle Tom Xmas 1887 - Toronto Canada" width=
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<p><a href="images/Illus-005.jpg"><img src=
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LONDON:<br>
HENRY J. DRANE & CO.<br>
Paternoster Row
E.C.
New York: E.P. Dutton
& Co.</p>
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<p><a href="images/Illus-006.jpg"><img src=
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<p align="center">I.</p>
<p>
What
dreams the flower cups enfold<br>
Within
their fragrant leaves,<br>
Of
meadow-ways grown fair with spring,<br>
Soft
mists that April weaves;<br>
And
cottage gardens where the scent<br>
Of
flowers is with the wood-smoke blent.</p>
<p>
The
ceaseless ripple of the brook,<br>
Babbling
against the broken arch,<br>
The
little firwood's tasselled spires,<br>
The
cloud of verdure on the larch;<br>
The
gold-green glimmer of the woods,<br>
Where
tender twilight always broods.</p>
<p>
<i> C.
Brooke.</i></p>
<p> </p>
<p> </p>
<p align="center">II.</p>
<p>
There is dew for the flow'ret,<br>
And honey for the bee,<br>
And bowers for the wild bird,<br>
And love for you and me.</p>
<p>
There are tears for the many,<br>
And pleasures for the few,<br>
But let the world pass on, dear,<br>
There's love for me and you.</p>
<p>
<i>
Hood.</i><br>
<a href="images/Illus-007.jpg"><img src="images/Illus-007-tn.jpg"
alt="Water Lily Scene" width="394" height="340" border="0"></a></p>
<p> </p>
<p> </p>
<p align="center">III.</p>
<p align="center">THE ROSE IN OCTOBER.</p>
<p>
O late and sweet, too sweet, too
late!<br>
What nightingale
will sing to thee?<br>
The empty nest,
the shivering tree,<br>
The dead leaves by the garden
gate,<br>
And cawing crows for thee will
wait,<br>
O sweet and late!</p>
<p>
Where wert thou when the soft June
nights<br>
Were faint with
perfume, glad with song?<br>
Where wert thou
when the days were long<br>
And steeped in Summer's young
delights?<br>
What hopest thou now but checks and
slights,<br>
Brief days, lone nights?</p>
<p>
Stay, there's a gleam of Winter
wheat<br>
Far on the hill;
down in the woods<br>
A very heaven of
stillness broods;<br>
And through the mellow sun's worn
heat,<br>
Lo! tender pulses round thee
beat,<br>
O late and sweet!</p>
<p> </p>
<p> </p>
<p align="center">IV.</p>
<p>
There's beauty all around our paths, if but our<br>
watchful eyes<br>
Can trace it midst familiar things and through<br>
their lowly guise;<br>
We may find it when a hedgerow showers its<br>
blossoms o'er our
way,<br>
Or a cottage window sparkles forth in the last<br>
red light of day.<br>
<i>
F. Hemans.</i><br>
<a href="images/Illus-008.jpg"><img src="images/Illus-008-tn.jpg"
alt="House with Horse and Wagon" width="394" height="282" border=
"0"></a></p>
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<p align="center"><br>
<br>
V.</p>
<p><a href="images/Illus-010.jpg"><img src=
"images/Illus-009-tn.gif" alt="Decorative H" width="52" height="85"
border="0" align="left"></a><br>
<br>
ALF covered with last year's leaves,<br>
She peeped from her russet bed;</p>
<p> The great bare branches of the
trees<br>
Were tossed and swayed
overhead;</p>
<p>The hedge looked barren and prickly,<br>
Without the sign of a leaf;<br>
Over the flower there bowed a heart<br>
Grown cold with the snows of grief.</p>
<p> </p>
<p>
The violet's fragile petals<br>
Enfolded a heart of gold,<br>
And a deeper wealth of perfume,<br>
Than the tiny cup could hold;<br>
So the great wind roaring above<br>
Sent a tiny zephyr down,<br>
To drift aside the sheltering bloom,<br>
And bereave her of her crown.<br>
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<p>It stole the familiar scent,<br>
To give to the burdened heart<br>
With only a cold north wind<br>
In the world to take its part;<br>
The flower died in the bleak March air,<br>
And the heart went on its way;<br>
The violet's life was blooming there,<br>
And melting the snows away.<br>
<i>
Caris Brooke.<br>
</i> <a href="images/Illus-011.jpg"><img src=
"images/Illus-011-tn.jpg" alt="Snow Scene" width="264" height="384"
border="0" align="right"></a></p>
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<p>Yet nature holds a gracious hand,<br>
Her ancient ways pursuing;<br>
And spreads the charms we loved of old,<br>
To aid the heart's renewing.</p>
<p>Here her long crests of fringèd crag<br>
Allure the skyward swallows;<br>
Here the still dove's low love-note floats<br>
Above her leafy hollows.</p>
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<p>
Here its
calm strength her hillside rears,<br>
From heaving slopes of clover;<br>
Here still
the pewit pipes and flits<br>
Within his furzy cover.</p>
<p>
Here hums
the wild-bee in the thyme,<br>
Here glows the royal heather;<br>
And youth
comes back upon the breeze,<br>
And youth's unclouded weather.</p>
<p>
<i>
F.T. Palgrave.</i></p>
<p><a href="images/Illus-013.jpg"><img src=
"images/Illus-013-tn.jpg" alt="Here hums the wild bee in the thyme"
width="394" height="515" border="0"></a></p>
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<p> </p>
<p><a href="images/Illus-014.jpg"><img src=
"images/Illus-014-tn.jpg" width="394" alt="Stream Scene" height=
"137" border="0"></a></p>
<p align="center">VII.</p>
<p>
AN APPEAL.<br>
Dear, do not die!<br>
Of cypresses and grassy graves sing I--<br>
I hang with wreaths of song death's grief-grown cross,<br>
And weep, to music, for Life's infinite loss,<br>
And make the sweetest verse of bitterest woe,<br>
--I know the way because I love you so;<br>
But I have written griefs that I have known<br>
In other's heart's blood, never in my own.<br>
If <i>you</i> died what more could be sung or said?<br>
I could not sing of Death if you were dead.</p>
<p>
Dear, do not love!<br>
Do not love <i>me</i>, keep still aloof, above!<br>
While you and Love in far-off glory stand<br>
Clear sounds the voice, and harp responds to hand.<br>
But if you loved me--if you came quite near<br>
And set Love 'mid life's common things and dear--<br>
Mute would the voice be, Love would be too fair<br>
To waste upon the wide world's empty air,<br>
And, songless, I should droop and vainly pine--<br>
I could not sing of Love if you were
mine!<i> E. Nesbit.</i></p>
<p> </p>
<p> </p>
<p><a href="images/Illus-015.jpg"><img src=
"images/Illus-015-tn.jpg" alt="Girl on Road" width="235" height=
"321" border="0" align="left"></a>
VIII.</p>
<p>I know the way she went<br>
Home with her maiden<br>
posy,<br>
For her feet have touch'd<br>
the meadows<br>
And left the daisies<br>
rosy.</p>
<p>
<i>
Tennyson.</i><br clear="all">
</p>
<p> </p>
<p><a href="images/Illus-016.jpg"><img src=
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<br>
IX.<br>
<a href="images/Illus-017.jpg"><img src="images/Illus-017-tn.gif"
alt="Decorative A" width="33" height="47" border="0" align="left">
</a><br>
golden radiance shines,<br>
And day declines;<br>
Red in the dying sun,<br>
Day's course is run;<br>
And weary labourers have home-<br>
ward gone,<br>
Their day's work done.</p>
<p> The cornfield now is still,<br>
To-morrow will<br>
Bring back the men who reap:<br>
But now asleep<br>
The woods and fields and<br>
meadows
seem to lie--<br>
Restful as I.<br>
<i>
E. Nesbit.</i></p>
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<p align="center"> </p>
<p align="center">X.</p>
<p>As a twig trembles which a bird<br>
Lights on to sing, then leaves unbent,<br>
So is my memory thrilled and stirred;<br>
I only know she came and went.</p>
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<br>
As
clasps some lake, by gusts unriven,<br>
The blue dome's measureless content,<br>
So my
soul held that moment's heaven;--<br>
I only know she came and went.
<p>
As at
one bound, our swift Spring heaps<br>
The orchard full of bloom and scent,<br>
So
clove her May my wintry sleeps;--<br>
I only know she came and went.</p>
<p>
An
angel stood and met my gaze<br>
Through the low doorway of my tent;<br>
The
tent is struck, the vision stays;--<br>
I only know she came and went.</p>
<p><a href="images/Illus-019.jpg"><img src=
"images/Illus-019-tn.jpg" alt="Tree Scene" width="227" height="390"
border="0" align="left"></a></p>
<p> </p>
<p> </p>
<p>Oh, when the room grows<br>
slowly dim,<br>
And life's last oil is<br>
nearly spent,<br>
One gush of light these<br>
eyes will brim,<br>
Only to think she came<br>
and went.<br>
<i>
J.R. Lowell.</i><br clear="all">
</p>
<p> </p>
<p><a href="images/Illus-020.jpg"><img src=
"images/Illus-020-tn.jpg" alt="Castle Scene" width="394" height=
"363" border="0"></a></p>
<p> </p>
<p> </p>
<p align="center">XI.</p>
<p align="center">EVENING SONG.</p>
<p>
Waking, I dream of thy life that shall be<br>
Never by sorrow made weary;<br>
Earth shall be soft with love for thee,<br>
Down-lined the nest of my
dearie.<br>
Millions of flowers to gladden thy way,<br>
Springing from seeds that my heart sets to-day.<br>
Sleep, darling baby, baby!</p>
<p>
Sleeping, dream thou of the Spirit of Spring--<br>
Of sweets and of scents she is
bringing;<br>
Just for the flowers' sake thrushes will sing,<br>
Flowers blow for love of the
singing.<br>
In the world's harmony take thou thy part,<br>
So shall the springtide bloom in thy heart!<br>
Sleep, darling baby, baby!<br>
<i>E. Nesbit.</i><br>
<a href="images/Illus-021.jpg"><img src="images/Illus-021-tn.jpg"
alt="House Scene" width="394" height="126" border="0"></a></p>
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<p align="center"><a href="images/Illus-022.jpg"><img src=
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<p>ow comes the first chill whisper of the<br>
end</p>
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While yet the woods are
green and skies are<br>
blue;<br>
While under loads of corn great
waggons bend,<br>
And sunshine makes
us glad the whole day through.<br>
The trees are full of leaf and of
delight,<br>
Yet through them
sighs the forecast of the time<br>
When the lean branches shall be
wondrous, white<br>
With winter's
lovely radiant frost and rime.
<p>
The fallen leaves as yet are hardly
missed,<br>
The rest will
fade--until the woods are bare,<br>
And the dim glades where summer
lovers kissed,<br>
Forget how leafy
and divine they were.<br>
And in our souls come whispers of
despair,<br>
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"Failure
again--failure for evermore!<br>
Leaves only for one summer's space
are fair,<br>
No flower can live
to see the fruit it bore."</p>
<p>
Yet every spring millions of flowers
have birth,<br>
And every autumn
brings its fruits and sheaves;<br>
But when the fruit and grain make
glad the earth,<br>
Dead are the
flowers, and falling are the leaves.<br>
Though all our lives we see our dear
dreams die,--<br>
Each noble dream
brings fruit. It may not be<br>
The fruit we hoped it would be
followed by,<br>
But the fruit
lasts to all eternity.</p>
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No seed is lost--in earth's brown bosom cast;<br>
No deed is lost--of all the deeds we
do;<br>
Each grows to fruit--is harvested at last,<br>
Haply in shape undreamed of, fair, and
new.<br>
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Our
deeds live on; and other men<br>
will cry,<br>
Seeing the end of what</td>
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"images/Illus-023-tn2.jpg" alt="Tree Scene" width="252" height=
"149" border="0" align="left"></a> we have
begun,<br>
"Still lives the fruit<br>
for which the flowers<br>
had to die!"<br>
<i><br>
</i> <i>E. Nesbit.</i></p>
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<p align="center">XIII.</p>
<p> Birds, joyous birds, of the wander-<br>
ing wing!<br>
Whence is it ye come with the<br>
flowers of Spring?<br>
"We come from the shores of the<br>
green old Nile,<br>
From the land where the roses of<br>
Sharon smile,<br>
And each worn wing hath regained<br>
its home<br>
Under peasants' roof-trees or<br>
monarch's dome."</p>
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And what have ye found in the monarch's dome,<br>
Since last ye traversed the blue sea's foam?<br>
"We have found a change, we have found a pall,<br>
And a gloom o'ershadowing the banquet's hall,<br>
And a mark on the floor as of life-drops spilt,--<br>
Naught looks the same, save the nest we built."</p>
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<p> O joyous birds! it hath still<br>
been so;<br>
Through the halls of kings<br>
doth the tempest
go!<br>
But the huts of the hamlet<br>
lie still and
deep,<br>
And the hills o'er their<br>
quiet a vigil
keep:<br>
Say, what have ye found in<br>
the peasant's
cot,<br>
Since last ye parted from<br>
that sweet
spot?--</p>
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<p>"A change we have found there--and many a change!<br>
Faces and footsteps, and all things strange!<br>
Gone are the heads of the silvery hair,<br>
And the young that were, have a brow of care.<br>
And the place is hushed where the children played--<br>
Naught looks the same, save the nest we made."<br>
<i>
F.
Hemans.</i></p>
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