rican Pa

nstrel of th

ght through the

lver notes, one

areless joy tha

bble round the we

ttering flock or

Wh

ll hail, my

et or shrill, d

eedom ere ou

of conquest l

ure pure as Go

peace, and q

Wh

rn Col

hrysant

flower, with

fying wint

orth winds sh

olate fields

to bless in

ries of s

touch of gen

he fields in

an all I pr

lossom

her bre

last

PSON. Wesleyan

reasu

are the dr

rkle on

into a th

less foot

ecks the su

d by hum

is the sle

wed by

is every w

y singin

re always

r a kin

w few woul

hese treas

ng oft of S

kind Heave

f Nature a

of humb

e miser hug

r men own

ENCER. Dartmouth

astu

where the blac

pon its ch

beauty, a

e silvery c

and the a

no brooklet

ing on its

ng lips u

face of ma

s, helter-sk

s nature

with the stu

trees, with ru

umps and hol

awkward, sh

right, a str

ranite ston

e-trunk, bro

ge brakes, r

g blue sky

blackberries!

markets kn

y tumble wh

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own-bred to

have you lo

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bird-throats

song that fla

e-I'm not

KNOWLES. Wesleya

ing S

so br

s al

adance,

of

cy w

e agleam,

ey, hig

he smooth,

ey, hig

he ice

s so

ali

dance,

of

of

tes agleam

ey, hig

he smooth,

ey, hig

he ice

BURTON. Smith C

yste

hile ago, 'twas

soft, dark place.

ivering, quivering, bu

g, something in me

, this anguish that

lift my head abov

alling on me someth

singing, moving, gr

lue glory stretch

, that anguish that I

YT. Bryn M

Birch

wer, breez

played with

m the sky

y sunshin

reen founta

aft with

and sun-

ch-tree in

pirit of t

earth was

e-armed, from

beckoning,

st her beau

only hal

r her white

birch at s

. Inl

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adow and ov

heath and

spot where the

om its night

re? Is i

ell me

ing zeph

I may

y crouch

the dew t

llow and ov

vales and

pot where the ni

om its twili

re? Is i

ell me

of night li

I may

downy

ath my eyeli

Trinity

lla

the tree-

oftly as

restful

weetest so

slow, some

a-lu

ds and cre

gently t

music of

owsiest son

slow, some

a-lu

hidden in

faintly as

p song whil

eamiest son

slow, some

a-lu

ENTER. Welles

carlet

long the g

et coat

shrilling t

e his lan

let is his

et shines hi

hee canst

e nobly know

, our Sca

throws his

e bendi

e forest w

le tape

h all a

fiel the sho

thee com

nd sing i

our Scar

and waysi

ch bloarn

y speed his

his adve

banners be

t vintages

thee wit

October a

"our Scar

BOWMAN.

Whi

en first th

un proclaim

me, thro' my l

t-repea

weet f

ief fo

born

ddenin

Wh

ht, Bo

lig

n first the

sun foretol

t call came,

the dyi

weet f

ief fo

but

nted

Wh

ght, Bo

d N

MCDONALD. Nassau

ening

ouds in the w

t with a la

faint, they sl

are earthw

y's burial-pla

imson-ca

d Fancy out

n-comes d

ouds with you

hostly sha

ams by a mo

rom me

n from the sky

n shine ov

thought of m

to me

HUNGER. Ya

nac

proves dis

ow seems

s of

ce and go

phin back

whe

troubles to

salted Oce

your

the momen

left of care

a tr

SCEIBNER. Wi

e D

ised above the

slipping, s

t caresses, yi

ht in cooling,

t, my body sw

ater from my

strong, glad

he gray old pile

LL GOULD. Smith

Rob

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, contempl

n run a

different r

sed-anot

l-aimed, a b

resiste

ndifference

alack, t

D. HARKEE, Vas

ntain

he depths of

den, head of

om a nook i

gray granite

er wide m

hot thirst o

cleft hoofs

rude ford-st

gh the glens

the sun-ba

th a shake a

teady flow

the wild rh

r, the sky-

KINS. Wesleyan L

San Jo

s the screechin

locks, and as

ook up from th

slowly, slow

ls up the corn

ling star shines

ers, that were

mur; falls a

s the

lors through t

sses pin the m

es shake off the

ture, with a

ummer lose it

s the

INSON. Corne

-o'cl

they loved t

dren use

re was

n school

me time e

by th

e grass

edge of the

by

ouch of

ed the fou

they loved t

ildren hav

omebo

obody

me time e

by th

grass gr

edge of the

one b

ouch of

n the fou

UIMBY. Welle

e of the

East and the W

f the Sun and th

wide and the

word do they

he voice I k

in-blood the W

hat the West W

Heart of my he

art, when the

long the lig

nd the East, and

in falls throug

my soul, cans

he West Wind,

ispers, and "

l skies and t

lowlands and

wn heart, and

EY UTTER. Ha

y Barca

bark from the w

y's wing i

grasses my

ut by the fa

re pearly gos

s a taper

blush-rose

of wild-f

sts old and

n the leaf-a

ver rivers o

lden sea

EN EDDY. Bro

's Crad

weary

o'er an

ooping l

ood-nigh

nursin

hem to

tinkle, tinkle of

e willo

g silen

t, good worl

hat you

ven two we

d whirl

nkle, tinkle of t

ORTHLEY. Mo

ood Or

wing-weary,

sion from the

e woods, where

forest's sou

boughs from which

reathing fragme

rank the nec

owny wings all

green mosses,

sprite, and in

ious numbness

ngs that stirred wi

ning, while th

languid murmur

a kiss upon

wings-and found

ege

Son

s is clattering and

, trembling tas

owsy bumblebee goes

in the woodland

ottonwoods that line

roudly callin

the bushes make the

d cheep until t

er closes, and the

akes and sings

n the thickets sing

d is chirping

s Universi

Ska

he froz

et kee

, their me

tent

oppress t

uth mak

skies and

are

ere the s

hisper

e skate

o an

litting

ch-fire

nto fro

imsons

rs, with w

ght we

roke ne'er

soon i

ng's dawn,

shes

ains keep

ntly

LEACH Mad

e Road

among the ta

hine own mate b

tree boughs so

e love, down th

know her? By h

eyes, all pure,

wilt turn to w

aid in all th

among the ta

richest perfumes

bin, when thou

erriest lay her

anches, droopin

that I came b

OMIS. Welles

on: A WELLE

ite Mo

ng the trees

blue their f

used beside t

on them, thr

y has dawned

e from the s

ow-bird, bene

e, from his r

to the cold

e, and the da

nows are re

frost is h

LEACH. Ma