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A CREED FOR JUNE.

A CREED FOR JUNE. 404.3 I believe in the love of the earth for the morning, While tree tops talk of the day to come; I believe in the gladness of hopes a-born- ing While yet the lips of them tremble- dumb. I believe in the wet, fresh smell…

AFTER.

AFTER. 294.7 One who was rich picked out a spot High on a noble hill, and there He built himself a costly tomb, That all the people might know where He rested when his work was done, The marble glistened in the sun; The white shaft towered…

THE FLOWER MAIDEN.

THE FLOWER MAIDEN. 480.6 They could not find a mortal wife, And made him one of flowers; Her eyes they made of violets, Wet with their morning shower They took the blossom of the oak, The blossom of the broom, The blossom of the meadow…