Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: HEREAFTER I Know not how it fares with thee, Dear Heart, this happy morning hour; But bird and bee are glad with me And sweet is every opening flower. No shadow dims the perfect sky That listens as the hills rejoice, And all of pain has passed me by— Save that I cannot hear thy voice. But I hear the winds of Laughter, And I hear the waves of Play, And each one sings—"Hereafter Cometh a happier day." UNCONFESSED Across the fields of summer bloom A wind went, slow and sweet, To lay his burden of perfume Low at my lady's feet. The brooklet murmured, "Stay, my dear!" The white rose whispered, "Wait!" And the red rose hinted, "I am here, Close to the garden gate!" But on and away the wild wind went, Humming a love-song old, Till he found my lady, and died content, Kissing her locks of gold. The brooklet's murmur may reach her ear, The white rose climb to her breast, And the red rose follow! but I stay here, With my one love unconfessed. A PRAYER Father in heaven! the whispering hours Smile in the sunlight on shoreland and sea; Bird-songs are glad in the fair forest bowers; Nature is great in her glory of thee! Billows and breezes Te Deum are blending; Myriad voices thy praises repeat; So let our souls' grateful incense ascending Mix with the music of saints at thy feet. Father in heaven!—when storms are about us, When the sweet sunlight is shut from our sight, When foes from within and foes from with- out us, Fold us in fetters of blackness and blight, Listening kindly to all our complaining, Lighting the dark of the dangerous way,— Be thou the rock of our spirits' sustaining, Be thou our shelter by night and by day. Father in heaven! when lightly upon us Lie all the coronal kisses of Death, When, like a vision, de...