An Ode to Girlhood And Other Poems

hts of all the past, Though flaming are the hours too sweet And final to be lost so fast? Oh perfect Day, rush on, rush on. TO A FRIEND Oh perfect Past, thank God for thee, And let us not regret that one With presence star-like and small hands We knew the playing of has gone Into the sun-encircled lands? Oh perfect Past, thank God for thee. Oh Future, rising with the stars Into the bridal heavens, bring The perfect love to her, and set In morning, as doth everything That trails a glory of regret? Oh Future, rising with the stars. IN FEBKUAKY Oh happy heart, Oh happy, happy heart, What is it now that feeds thee? Far breath of Spring, Clapping of pigeon's wing, Nature that calls and needs thee. Oh happy heart, Too happy far for art, Idle with unknown yearning, In the morning air Lean thou with forehead bare, Spring is returning. Thoughts of thy love, Clothed in the mists thereof, IN FEBRUARY Come with the crowing of cocks and morning song. Love stretches his roots And dreams of golden fruits Hanging in Paradise the many leaves among. THERE IS A VEIL There is a veil o'er everything. And so we muffled walk till death, Unless some heart shall sob or sing And lift it with a sudden breath. Then do we see in vision plain The radiance desired and clear. And when the veil has dropped again, We walk but absent-minded here. WHILE MARY SLEPT The Christ-C...