- Vista
Before I die I may be great,
The chanting guest of kings,
A queen in wonderlands of song
Where every blossom sings....
- The End
My father got me strong and straight and slim,
And I give thanks to him;
My mother bore me glad and sound and sweet,-
I kiss her feet....
- A Song Of Two Wanderers
Dear, when I went with you
To where the town ends,
Simple things that Christ loved-
They were our friends;...