The moon begins her stately ride 276
The moon has left the sky, love 46
The night is dewy as a maiden's mouth 64
The November sun invites me 282
The poor man went to the rich man's doors 106
The rain streams down like harpstrings from the sky 270
The river sleeps beneath the sky 9
The sand-man he's a jolly old fellow 235
The sky of brightest gray seems dark 59
The smell of the sea in my nostrils 91
The snow lies deep upon the ground 105
The sun has slipped his tether 100
The sun hath shed its kindly light 281
The sun is low 285
The trees bend down along the stream 249
The wind is out in its rage to-night 244
The wind told the little leaves to hurry 258
The word is writ that he who runs may read 209
The world is a snob, and the man who wins 118
The young queen Nature, ever sweet and fair 52
Ther' ain't no use in all this strife 49
There are no beaten paths to Glory's height 21
There is a heaven, for ever, day by day 106
There's a fabulous story 246
There's a memory keeps a-runnin' 10
These are the days of elfs and fays 251
They please me not--these solemn songs 125
This is the debt I pay 213
This is to-day, a golden summer's day 223
This poem must be done to-day 122