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CONTENTS. To J. H. and E. W. H. Prelude Commissioned The Cradle Tomb in Westminster Abbey Of such as I have A Portrait When? On the Shore Among the Lilies November Embalmed Ginevra Degli Amieri Easter Lilies Ebb-Tide Flood-Tide A Year Tokens Her Going A Lonely Moment Communion A Farewell Ebb and Flow Angelus The Morning Comes Before the Sun Laborare est Orare Eighteen Outward Bound From East to West Una Two Ways to Love After-Glow Hope and I Left Behind Savoir c'est Pardonner Morning A Blind Singer Mary When Love went Overshadowed Time to Go Gulf-Stream My White Chrysanthemum Till the Day Dawn My Birthday By the Cradle A Thunder Storm Through the Door Readjustment At the Gate A Home The Legend of Kintu Easter Bind-Weed April May Secrets How the Leaves Came Down Barcaroles My Rights Solstice In the Mist Within Menace He That Believeth Shall Not Make Haste My Little Ghost Christmas Benedicam DominoPRELUDE. Poems are heavenly things, And only souls with wings May reach them where they grow, May pluck and bear below, Feeding the nations thus With food all glorious. Verses are not of these; They bloom on earthly trees, Poised on a low-hung stem, And those may gather them Who cannot fly to where The heavenly gardens are. So I by devious ways Have pulled some easy sprays From the down-dropping bough Which all may reach, and now I knot them, bud and leaf, Into a rhymed sheaf. Not mine the pinion strong To win the nobler song; I only cull and bring A hedge-row offering Of berry, flower, and brake, If haply some may take.