• A Woman's Mood

    I THINK to-night I could bear it all,
    Even the arrow that cleft the core,—
    Could I wait again for your swift footfall,
    And your sunny face coming in at the door.... more »

  • The Old Bush Road

    DEAR old road, wheel-worn and broken,
    Winding through the forest green,
    Barred with shadows and with sunshine,
    Misty vistas drawn between.... more »