- 1. Bright, O Bright Fedalma
Maiden crowned with glossy blackness,
Lithe as panther forest-roaming,
Long-armed Naiad when she dances
On a stream of ether floating,
...
- 2. I Am Lonely
The world is great: the birds all fly from me,
The stars are golden fruit upon a tree
All out of reach: my little sister went,
And I am lonely.
...
- 3. Spring Comes Hither
Spring comes hither
Buds the rose . . .
Roses wither
Sweet spring goes . . .
...
- 4. The World Is Great
The world is great!
The birds fly from me;
The stars are golden fruit
Upon a tree
...
- 5. Brother And Sister
I.
I cannot choose but think upon the time
When our two lives grew like two buds that kiss
...
- 6. Two Lovers
Two lovers by a moss-grown spring:
They leaned soft cheeks together there,
Mingled the dark and sunny hair,
And heard the wooing thrushes sing.
...
