Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: REVERY OF WIND Soft-footed as a stranger brushing past Stole up the wind. Its singing in the spars Seemed opiate as I watched the swaying mast, Swinging dark arms across the marching stars. As if by magic of an unseen hand, It steeped the mortal sense in harmony. Breaking the portals of the mind, it fanned Deep thoughts to dreams with its dulled symphony. Sweeping, star-ridden, from the trackless skies, It raised the wave crests till each caught the light Of the full-rounded moon, like myriad eyes That glitter round a phantom ship at night. Oh, out beyond, out where the moonpath lay, Far through the dreamland mist I fancied thee, With still, sweet lips that would, yet could not say Why thou didst walk alone upon the sea. IRONY Oh, in the hour of dawn I sought thee, Enraptured, in my arms have caught thee! I have dreamed till the fading skies Left but a whisper in thine eyes; Dreamed of thy wonder, too sweet to have told me, Knowing more faithful arms might hold thee, Singing these selfsame ecstasies, Dominant with desires, As chords of our forgotten lyres, From starlit treasuries. Ah, but I dreamt, in pride, to have known thee, Till, in thy sacred fear, thou hast flown me. I once dreamed to have won thy love, Glorified in my treasure trove. But winds of a wonder-land shall kiss thee, Beyond my ken. Though a heart shall miss thee, Dead in forgotten revery, God's is a greater token, Twilight dreams, fore'er unbroken, In arms of Eternity. WINTER Grey, naked limbs of old trees score the clouds, Across the pallid marsh, against the West. The waning hours of autumn twilight shrouds The silent mould, forgotten its unrest. One moment flares in crimson blazonry, As would the failing heart-beats flush the stark Horizon's face with hope. And quietly T...