Arthur Henry Adams

CE, your little child is dead:
Peace,
I cannot weep with you;
I have no more tears to shed;

I thought, because we had been friends so long,
That I knew all your dear lips dared intend Before they dawned to speech
Our thoughts would blend,
I dreamed, like memories that faintly throng

HE glanced across the path to me,
Grey eyes
Her looks were kisses plain to see
I gave her glances back to her —Glad eyes

A morn, a sallow lamp-lit morn,
A dawn that never breaks to day
Old, old the faces, and forlorn;
The hearts look out, so seared, so grey

[According to Maori mythology, the god Tiki created Man by taking apiece of clay and moistening it with his own blood
Woman was theoffspring of a sunbeam and a sylvan
US God made Man to cope with destiny:
Taking the common clay,

TE stars above, red stars beneath,
And o'er the bay the brooding hills:
No murmur, save a quiet
That faintly through the darkness thrills,

I
AS some faint wisp of fragrance, floating wide —A pennant-perfume on the evening air —From a walled garden, flower-filled and fair,
To drape a sudden beauty long
Upon life's highway desolate and dried —So come you to me, as I, una...

The Earth Speaks:
SH
he drowses, drowses deep,
While my quiet arms I

The white mist walks between the
In silver gown;
Her mystic floating
The branches drown;

ND so in the death-darkened chamber they met,
The woman that once he had loved and the one he loved yet —The wife who had warped his desire and the woman he could not forget
They stood by the bier where between them he slept,
And th...

TH this narrow jostling street, Unruffled by the noise of feet, Like a slow organ-note I hear The pulses of the great world beat
Unseen beneath the city’s show Through this aorta ever flow The currents of the universe— A thousand pulses throb...

OU ask me why I love her;
Not a charm can you discover
Would you
The heart that a shut rose is,