Things dreamt, of comelier hue
Than things beholden! . . .

--I speak as one who plumbs
Life's dim profound,
One who at length can sound
Clear views and certain.
But--after love what comes?
A scene that lours,
A few sad vacant hours,
And then, the Curtain.

1883.




A SET OF COUNTRY SONGS




LET ME ENJOY
(MINOR KEY)



I

Let me enjoy the earth no less