ILLUSION BY NEVAH TREBOR Sundown is but the mortal eye's confusion, The spirit whose corporeal ember chills Bird-man, fly westward with the westering light,— THE WIND OF SORROW BY HENRY VAN DYKE The fire of love was burning, yet so low Then in the night, a night of sad alarms, Into life's calm the wind of sorrow came, And fanned the fire of love to clearest flame. VICTORY IN DEFEAT BY EDWIN MARKHAM Defeat may serve as well as victory The boughs drink in new beauty, and the trunk SONGS OF JOY BY WILLIAM H. DAVIES Sing out, my Soul, thy songs of joy; Think not of Death in thy young days; Why shouldst thou that grim tyrant fear, And fear him not when thou art old, And he is near. Strive not for gold, for greedy fools Measure themselves by poor men never; Their standard still being richer men, Makes them poor ever. Train up thy mind to feel content, Filled with sweet thought, then happy I Sing, happy Soul, thy songs of joy; PIPPA'S SONG BY ROBERT BROWNING The year's at the spring, The hill-side's dew-pearl'd; The snail's on the thorn; All's right with the world! IDLE TO GRIEVE BY DUNCAN CAMPBELL SCOTT Idle to grieve when the stars are clear above me, Idle to grieve, the light is on the highway, There are the mountain meadows to achieve, Beyond in the pass the airy heights are my way, Idle to grieve, glad heart, idle to grieve. DUET (I sing with myself) BY LEONORA SPEYER Out of my sorrow I'll build a stair, And every to-morrow Will climb to me there With ashes of yesterday My fortune is made Unminted coins In a heart I bide. The stones that I eat Are ripe for my needs, My cup is complete With the dregs of deeds Clear are the notes Of my broken reeds. I carry my pack But not on my back, COMFORT BY MARGARET FRENCH PATTON If grief should come to me I know where my heart would turn, As a battered flower to the sun, |