SPRING SURPRISE
Lo, now it comes once more; lo, my heart leaps again;
Comes swift the dear surprise, not at the spring, alone,
But, as a soul that knew, many a year agone,
All the full bloom of love, since the gray ashes—
Feels all the glad surprise when the o'er-wearied heart
Still knows the joy of life, as in the olden days;
That love can thrill again;—so the spring calls once more
With the old tenderness; till my heart trembles.
AUTUMN TREES
But yesterday a world of haze,
To-day, a glory of color and light!
Like golden voices shouting praise
The bright trees flame along the hight.
Who would have thought, the summer through,
Each separate tree of all the choir,
Lifting its green against the blue,
Held at its heart such flame and fire?
"THE LIGHT LIES ON THE FARTHER HILLS"
The clouds upon the mountains rest;
A gloom is on the autumn day;
But down the valley, in the west,
The hidden sunlight breaks its way—
A light lies on the farther hills.
Forget thy sorrow, heart of mine!
