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CONTENTS.

PARABLES-
The Man of Songs
The Hills
The Journey
The Tree's Prayer
Were I a Skilful Painter
Far and Near
My Room
Death and Birth
Love's Ordeal
The Lost Soul
The Three Horses
The Golden Key
Somnium Mystici
The Sangreal
The Failing Track
Tell Me
Brother Artist
After an Old Legend
A Meditation of St Eligius
The Early Bird
Sir Lark and King Sun
The Owl and the Bell
A Mammon-Marriage
A Song in the Night
Love's History
The Lark and the Wind
A Dead House
Bell upon Organ
Master and Boy
The Clock of the Universe
The Thorn in the Flesh
Lycabas

BALLADS-
The Unseen Model
The Homeless Ghost
Abu Midjan
The Thankless Lady
Legend of the Corrievrechan
The Dead Hand


MINOR DITTIES-
In the Night
The Giver
False Prophets
Life-Weary
Approaches
Travellers' Song
Love is Strength
Coming
A Song of the Waiting Dead
Obedience
A Song in the Night
De Profundis
Blind Sorrow

MOTES IN THE SUN-
Angels
The Father's Worshippers
A Birthday-Wish
To Any One
Waiting
Lost but Safe
Much and More
Hope and Patience
A Better Thing
A Prisoner
To My Lord and Master
To One Unsatisfied
To My God
Triolet
The Word of God
Eine Kleine Predigt
To the Life Eternal
Hope Deferred
Forgiveness
Dejection
Appeal

POEMS FOR CHILDREN-
Lessons for a Child
What makes Summer?
Mother Nature
The Mistletoe
Professor Noctutus
Bird-Songs
Riddles
Baby
Up and Down
Up in the Tree
A Baby-Sermon
Little Bo-Peep
Little Boy Blue
Willie's Question
King Cole
Said and Did
Dr. Doddridge's Dog
The Girl that Lost Things
A Make-Believe
The Christmas Child
A Christmas Prayer
No End of No-Story

A THREEFOLD CORD-
Dedication
The Haunted House
In the Winter
Christmas Day, 1878
The New Year
Two Rondels
Rondel
Song
Smoke
To a Certain Critic
Song
A Cry
From Home
To My Mother Earth
Thy Heart
0 Lord, how Happy
No Sign
November, 1851
Of One who Died in Spring
An Autumn Song
Triolet
I See Thee Not
A Broken Prayer
Come Down
A Mood
The Carpenter
The Old Garden
A Noonday Melody
Who Lights the Fire?
Who would have Thought?
On a December Day
Christmas Day, 1850
To a February Primrose
In February
The True
The Dwellers Therein
Autumn's Gold
Punishment
Shew us the Father
The Pinafore
The Prism
Sleep
Sharing
In Bonds
Hunger
New Year's Eve: A Waking Dream
From North Wales: To the Mother
Come to Me
A Fear
The Lost House
The Talk of the Echoes
The Goal
The Healer
Oh that a Wind
A Vision of St. Eligius
Of the Son of Man
A Song-Sermon
Words in the Night
Consider the Ravens
The Wind of the World
Sabbath Bells
Fighting
After the Fashion of an Old Emblem
A Prayer in Sickness
Quiet Dead
Let your Light so Shine
Triolet
The Souls' Rising
Awake
To an Autograph-Hunter
With a Copy of "In Memoriam"
They are Blind
When the Storm was Proudest
The Diver
To the Clouds
Second Sight
Not Understood
Hom II. v. 403
The Dawn
Galileo
Subsidy
The Prophet
The Watcher
The Beloved Disciple
The Lily of the Valley
Evil Influence
Spoken of several Philosophers
Nature a Moral Power
To June
Summer
On a Midge
Steadfast
Provision
First Sight of the Sea
On the Source of the Arve
Confidence
Fate
Unrest
One with Nature
My Two Geniuses
Sudden Calm
Thou Also
The Aurora Borealis
The Human
Written on a Stormy Night
Reverence waking Hope
Born of Water
To a Thunder-Cloud
Sun and Moon
Doubt heralding Vision
Life or Death?
Lost and Found
The Moon
Truth, not Form
God in Growth
In a Churchyard
Power
Death
That Holy Thing
From Novalis
What Man is there of You?
O Wind of God
Shall the Dead praise Thee?
A Year-Song
Song
For where your Treasure is, there will your Heart be also
The Asthmatic Man to the Satan that binds him
Song-Sermon
Shadows
A Winter Prayer
Song of a Poor Pilgrim
An Evening Prayer
Song-Sermon
A Dream-Song
Christmas, 1880
Rondel
The Sparrow
December 23, 1879
Song-Prayer
December 27, 1879
Sunday, December 28, 1879
Song-Sermon
The Donkey in the Cart to the Horse in the Carriage
Room to Roam
Cottage Songs-
1. By the Cradle
2. Sweeping the Floor
3. Washing the Clothes
4. Drawing Water
5. Cleaning the Windows
The Wind and the Moon
The Foolish Harebell
Song
An Improvisation
Equity
Contrition
The Consoler
To ---.
To a Sister
The Shortest and Sweetest of Songs

SCOTS SONGS AND BALLADS-
Annie she's Dowie
O Lassie ayont the Hill!
The bonny, bonny Dell
Nannie Braw
Ower the Hedge
Gaein and Comin
A Sang o' Zion
Time and Tide
The Waesome Carl
The Mermaid
The Yerl o' Waterydeck
The Twa Gordons
The Last Wooin
Halloween
The Laverock
Godly Ballants-
1. This Side an' That
2. The Twa Baubees
3. Wha's my Neibour?
4. Him wi' the Bag
5. The Coorse Cratur
The Deil's Forhooit his Ain
The Auld Fisher
The Herd and the Mavis
A Lown Nicht
The Home of Death
Triolet
Win' that Blaws
A Song of Hope
The Burnie
Hame
The Sang o' the Auld Fowk
The Auld Man's Prayer
Granny Canty
Time
What the Auld Fowk are Thinkin
Greitna, Father
I Ken Something
Mirls


PARABLES


THE MAN OF SONGS.

"Thou wanderest in the land of dreams,
O man of many songs! To thee what is, but looks and seems;
No realm to thee belongs!"

"Seest thou those mountains, faint and far,
O spirit caged and tame?" "Blue clouds like distant hills they are,
And like is not the same."

"Nay, nay; I know each mountain well,
Each cliff, and peak, and dome! In that cloudland, in one high dell,
Nesteth my little home."


THE HILLS.

Behind my father's cottage lies
A gentle grassy height Up which I often ran-to gaze
Back with a wondering sight, For then the chimneys I thought high
Were down below me quite!

All round, where'er I turned mine eyes,
Huge hills closed up the view; The town 'mid their converging roots
Was clasped by rivers two; From, one range to another sprang
The sky's great vault of blue.

It was a joy to climb their sides,
And in the heather lie! A joy to look at vantage down
On the castle grim and high! Blue streams below, white clouds above,
In silent earth and sky!

And now, where'er my feet may roam,
At sight of stranger hill A new sense of the old delight
Springs in my bosom still, And longings for the high unknown
Their ancient channels fill.

For I am always climbing hills,
From the known to the unknown- Surely, at last, on some high peak,
To find my Father's throne, Though hitherto I have only found
His footsteps in the stone!

And in my wanderings I did meet
Another searching too: The dawning hope, the shared quest
Our thoughts together drew; Fearless she laid her band in mine
Because her heart was true.

She was not born among the hills,
Yet on each mountain face A something known her inward eye
By inborn light can trace; For up the hills must homeward be,
Though no one knows the place.

Clasp my hand close, my child, in thine-
A long way we have come! Clasp my hand closer yet, my child,
Farther we yet must roam- Climbing and climbing till we reach
Our heavenly father's home.


THE JOURNEY.

I.

Hark, the rain is on my roof! Every murmur, through the dark, Stings me with a dull reproof Like a half-extinguished spark. Me! ah me! how came I here, Wide awake and

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