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: THE SHIPS OF SAINT JOHN I can see them still, the sun on their gear, The shining streak as the hulls careen, And the flag at the peak unfurling,— clear As a picture on a screen. The fog still hangs on the long tide-rips, The gulls go wavering to and fro, But where are all the beautiful ships I knew so long ago? The Garden of Dreams / TV/f Y heart is a garden of dreams 1VJ. Where you walk when day is done, Fair as the royal flowers, Calm as the lingering sun. Never a drouth comes there, Nor any frost that mars, Only the wind of love Under the early stars,— The living breath that moves Whispering to and fro, Like the voice of God in the dusk Of the garden long ago. Garden Magic WITHIN my stone-walled garden (I see her standing now, Uplifted in the twilight, With glory on her brow I) I ilove to walk at evening And watch, when winds are low, The new moon in the tree-tops, Because she loved it so! And there entranced I listen, While flowers and winds confer, And all their conversation Is redolent of her. I love the trees that guard it, Upstanding and serene, So noble, so undaunted, Because that was her mien. I love the brook that bounds it, Because its silver voice Is like her bubbling laughter That made the world rejoice. I love the golden jonquils, Because she used to say, If soul could choose a color It would be clothed as they. GARDEN MAGIC I love the blue-gray iris, Because her eyes were blue, Sea-deep and heaven-tender In meaning and in hue. I love the small wild roses, Because she used to stand Adoringly above them And bless them with her hand. These were her boon companions. But more than all the rest I love the April lilac, Because she loved it best. Soul of undying rapture! How love's enchantment clin...