TRX XA3TTB 07 THX ISLXS. 
 
 Thkhi I> rumor la l>«'k llarbur. 
 
 Aim) tb* fo >r« >ll uttr: 
 Tor • BtraDicrr lo tb» ofltos 
 
 Dr4W« thnn duirn to k*u at bar. 
 
 In tbr grar of mrlj mutri\nt, 
 
 BUek •Kslntt tbr onnRe alrsak, 
 MiklfiK In briow th* ladiin. 
 
 WItb net onlora ki bfr p««k. 
 
 Somrtblng miikni thrlr bearu unMWT 
 An tbrr watch thft lonx black hull 
 . for nhe brlnK* tb^ atorm Ijabtnd her 
 Wbtif hrinn brr thrrr Is lull. 
 
 Wftb . pilot and tioii[>ok«n, 
 
 Wbera the danclny breakera ara» 
 Pr»««!»tiy ahf Trvra and raoM 
 
 In acrufw the roart»i{ b.r,— 
 
 Roand* and luffa and comra tn anchor. 
 While the wharf hraina to throng. 
 
 Alienee falla upon the women. 
 And mUKirlnB •tire the stroaR. 
 
 Th'r" with aome o'lucure foreboding. 
 
 An A Kraybalreil watcher nnillea. 
 They (>erce|ve the fearleaa captain 
 
 U tba Master of the Islea. 
 
 They recall tbe bleak December 
 
 Many atreamlng yea -n aico, 
 When the stmnKcr h*. been algbted 
 
 DrlvInK flhnrewanl with the anow ; 
 
 V'hen tbe NioRter cnme amonK tbero 
 Wltb hli calm and jourtly pride. 
 
 And bad nailed uway at Rundown 
 With pale Dnra for his bride; 
 
 How again he came one summer 
 tVhen the herring schools were late 
 
 And had cleared before the mornlog 
 With old Aiec'a son for mate. 
 
 There was glnmnur with tbe Master ; 
 
 He bad tales of far-o(T seas ; 
 But bis habit and demeanor 
 
 Were of other lands than these. 
 
 He bad ne^er made the Harbor 
 But there sailed away with him 
 
 Wife or child or friend or lover, 
 Leaving eyea to strain and swim.— 
 
 Strain and wtit for tbeir reiurnina; 
 
 Yet they never had come back ; 
 For the pale wake of the Master 
 
 Is a wandering fading track. 
 
 Just beyond our utmost fathom 
 
 Is the anchorage we crave. 
 But the Master knows tbe soundlnga 
 
 By tbe reach of every wave. 
 
 Jv^t beyond the laat horiion. 
 Vague upon tbe weathirgleam, 
 
 Loom the Faroff Islfg forever, 
 The tradition of a dream. 
 
 There a white and brooding summer 
 Haunts upon the gray sea plain, 
 
 Where the gray sea winds are quiet 
 At the souroea ot tbe rain. 
 
 There where ail world-weary dreamers 
 Get them forth to their release. 
 
 Lie the colonies of the kindred 
 In the provinces of peace. 
 
 Thither in the stormy sunset 
 
 Will the Master sail to-night : 
 And tbe village will be silent 
 
 When he drops belo^ the light. 
 Not a wul on all the hillside 
 
 But will watch her when lihe clear*. 
 Dreaming of tbe Port o' Strangers 
 
 In the roadstead ot the years. 
 
 " Port o' Strangers, Port o' Strangers I" 
 " Where away f" "On the weather bow." 
 ' •' Drive her down the cio»lnH distance I** . . 
 That's to-morrow, but not now. 
 What imperial adventure 
 
 Some wide morning it will be, 
 Sweeptna In to I^nt-ly Haven 
 From the chartleaa round of sea t 
 
 How imposing a departure, 
 
 While this little harbor smiles. 
 Steering for the outer saarim 
 With the Master of the lalca 1 
 KiHuaoaorr, 
 Jcaa. lan. 
 
 AK AFTERWOBS. 
 
 BroTIIIcr, the wi.rld above yon 
 
 la very fair today, 
 And all things seem to love you 
 
 The old Bcoustomed way. 
 
 Here in tbe heavenly weather 
 In June's while arms yon sleep, 
 
 Where once on the bills together 
 Your haunts yon used to keep 
 
 The Idling sun that laie* 
 
 Along tbe open fleld 
 And goaalps to the dai-lea 
 
 or aeoreta unrevealed ; 
 
 The wind tbat stirs the graaaea 
 A motceiit and Mien stills 
 
 Their trouble a^ he prases 
 Up to the darkling bills,— 
 
 And to the breeiy clover 
 Has many things to say 
 
 Of that unwearied rover 
 Who once went by this way ; 
 
 The miles of elm-treed meadows; 
 
 Tbe clouds that vovage on, 
 Htreeling their noiseless shadows 
 
 ^rom the oounirlea of tbe sun ; 
 
 The tranciull river reaches 
 And the pale stars of dawn ; 
 
 Tbe thrushes in their beeches 
 For reverie withdrawn ; 
 
 With all your forest fellows 
 In whom the blind heart calls. 
 
 For whom tbe green leaf yellows, 
 On whom the red leaf falls ; 
 
 The dumb and tiny creatures 
 Of flower and blade and aod, 
 
 That dimly wear the featurea 
 And sttributes of God ; 
 
 The airy migrant ^mers 
 On gauzy wlng^f Are, 
 
 Those wanderera^Md roamers 
 Of inflnite desli*; 
 
 The ralnblrds and all dwellere 
 
 In solitude and peace. 
 Those lingerers and foretellers 
 
 Of infinite release ; 
 
 Yea. all the dpar things living 
 That rove or bask or swim, 
 
 Remembering and mlagivl-g, 
 Have felt tbe day grow dim. 
 
 Even tbe glad things growing, 
 Blossom and fruit and 'tem. 
 
 Are poorer ^r your going 
 Becouse you were of them. 
 
 Yet since you loved lo cherish 
 
 Their pleading beauty here 
 Your heart shall not qnlte perish 
 
 In all the golden year : 
 But God's great dream above- them 
 
 Must be a tinge less pale 
 Because you lived 'to love them 
 
 And make their Joy prevail. 
 
 HlWTBOaH niLi. 
 
 MiDsi'HHia &.J, in). 
 
 A BOBIH SOHO. 
 
 "O lover, be loyol. lover, be loyal, 
 liover, be loyal while life is new I" 
 
 A robin sang from the April botigh; 
 And her mate sang, " Love, be true !" 
 
 For the burden of morrow is more than now, 
 And the rain must fi(llow the griding plow. 
 
 "O lover, be loyal, lover, he loyal, 
 The year Is going, the days are fewl 
 
 Red was, the morning, gray is the rain." 
 And her mate ssng, "Love, be true'" 
 
 For the griefs of morrow are men than now. 
 And tbe gulls mav follow the griding plow. 
 
 " O lover, be loyal, lover, be loyal. 
 
 I.«ver, be loyal thy whole life through 1 
 Red Is tbe rain where tbe suu goes down." 
 
 And her mate sang, " Love, be true I" 
 
 For the }oya ot morrow are mote than now, 
 As harvest follows the griding plow. 
 
 THE TBAOEDT OF WIIXOW. 
 
 ••WatkR, Water "f the wood " 
 
 Bald the llsaome willow tree, 
 "Take me with you. tawtiy Water, 
 
 Down tbe summer to tbe aea I" 
 
 •' Willow, Willow," said the water. 
 
 " It is weary far to sea ; 
 But If you will love me, Willow, 
 
 You shall learn to ran with me." 
 
 "Water, Water," said the willow, 
 " Yon are brave and you are strong ; 
 
 Here among the silent shadows 
 I have loved you, loved you long." 
 
 "Willow, Willow, on my bosom. 
 
 Hurry, hurry, hide your face: 
 Then acroas the world together 
 
 We will lead the wind a race." 
 
 " Water, Water, how you babble f 
 
 Yet I know we'll never part. 
 For my little face Is bidden 
 
 Deeper, deeper in your heart." 
 
 ''Hurry, harry," said the water, 
 
 " Let us wander, let as go ; 
 For I hear the hush of summer, 
 
 And the catling of the snow." 
 
 " Water, Water." said the willow. 
 
 " Walt and I will go with you. 
 I am only common Willow, 
 
 But I love you, love you truel" 
 
 Willow, Willow, how ! wonder 
 
 That you can he so deceived, 
 When you know the spendthrift Water 
 
 Never yet baa stopped or grieved I 
 
 Water, Water, bow I wonder 
 
 You can make so mneh ado 
 Over simple little Willow— 
 
 And be glad when all is throngh I 
 
 THE PAITHLESS lOVEB. 
 
 O Life, dear Life, in t..il8 fair bouse 
 Long since did I, it seems to me. 
 
 In some mysterious doleful way 
 Fall out ot love with thee. 
 
 For, Life, thou art become a ghost, 
 
 A memory of days gone by. 
 A poor forsaken thing between 
 
 A heartache and a sigh. 
 
 And now, with shadows from the bills 
 Thronging the twilight, wraith Dn wraith. 
 
 Unlock tbe door and let me go 
 To thy dark rival Death '. 
 
 THE FAITHFUL LOVE. 
 
 O Heart, dear Heart, In this fair house 
 Why haRt tbou wearied and grown tired. 
 
 Between a morning and a night. 
 Of all thy soul desired P 
 
 Fond one, who cannot understand 
 
 Even these shadows on the floor. 
 Yet must be dreaming of dark loves 
 
 And joys beyond my door I 
 
 Bat I am beautiful past all 
 
 The timid tumnlt of thy mood, 
 And thon returning not must still 
 
 Be mine in solitude. 
 
 KBMDHAM. 
 
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