Poems Of Robert Silliman Hillyer (35)
I. 'Quickly and pleasantly the seasons blow'
II. 'The golden spring redeems the withered year'
III. 'Then judge me as thou wilt, I cannot flee'
IV. 'To make my days impatient with unrest'
IX. 'I love devoutly; thou shalt seek for long'
V. 'I cannot yet admit unchecked despair'
VI. 'How should I think of thee but with delight?'
VII. 'How strange it is that thine ethereal grace'
VIII. 'The rising deluges of circumstance'
X. 'Let those who love hear me; I speak as one'
XI. 'We have come back to one another; yes'
XII. 'I will fling wide the windows of my soul'
XIII. 'Poor faltering lines, my weary soul's relief'
XIV. 'Let all men see the ruins of the shrine'
XIX. 'Although the spring is hastening to pursue'
XV. 'How oft the traitor trumpet sounds retreat'
XVI. 'Even as love grows more, I write the less'
XVII. 'Voice that art life to me, I almost hear'
XVIII. 'Lovely art thou, and everything of thine'
XX. 'To walk beside the river in the dawn'
XXI. 'Two lovers stood alone beneath the night'
XXII. 'Fly, joyous wind, through all the wakened earth'
XXIII. 'Over the waters but a single bough'
XXIV. 'There was a boy in some forgotten spring'