But I knew where one so long had waited I came into the City when you hail'd me -: Not one guessing what it was that fail'd me, 879. I Never, though you crown me with your gold, ALICE MEYNELL Renouncement MUST not think of thee; and, tired yet strong, The love of thee-and in the blue heaven's height, And in the dearest passage of a song. Oh, just beyond the sweetest thoughts that throng I must stop short of thee the whole day long. With the first dream that comes with the first sleep I run, I run, I am gather'd to thy heart. 880. The Lady of the Lambs HE walks the lady of my delight SHE A shepherdess of sheep. Her flocks are thoughts. She keeps them white; She guards them from the steep. She roams maternal hills and bright, She holds her little thoughts in sight, She walks-the lady of my delight— 881. DORA SIGERSON Ireland WAS the dream of a God, "TWAS And the mould of His hand, That you shook 'neath His stroke, To this beautiful land. Here He loosed from His hand 882. Till the wind on the sea Of an island that sings. He made you all fair, I have left you behind In the path of the past, MARGARET L. WOODS Genius Loci PEACE, Shepherd, peace! What boots it singing on? In unexplored realms of night to hide. The clouds that strew their shadows far and wide Are all of Heaven that visits Helicon. Yet here, where never muse or god did haunt, Still may some nameless power of Nature stray, Pleased with the reedy stream's continual chant And purple pomp of these broad fields in May. The shepherds meet him where he herds the kine, And careless pass him by whose is the gift divine. 883. ANONYMOUS Dominus Illuminatio Mea N the hour of death, after this life's whim, IN When the heart beats low, and the eyes grow dim, And pain has exhausted every limb The lover of the Lord shall trust in Him. When the will has forgotten the lifelong aim, The power of the Lord shall fill this frame. When the last sigh is heaved, and the last tear shed, And the widow and child forsake the dead- For even the purest delight may pall, |