Where my Leonainie drifted
From me like a dream.

[Illustration: (LEONAINIE--TAILPIECE)]




[Illustration: (HER WAITING FACE)]

HER WAITING FACE


In some strange place
Of long-lost lands he finds her waiting face--
Comes marveling upon it, unaware,
Set moonwise in the midnight of her hair.




[Illustration: (THE OLD YEAR AND THE NEW--TITLE)]

THE OLD YEAR AND THE NEW


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As one in sorrow looks upon
The dead face of a loyal friend,