Mary Lost

DANCE, dance on thy way, thou rippling stream,
Laugh to the summer skies-
But joy lies dead in thy laughing gleam,
Like Love in a false love's eyes.

Chant, plashing river, thy even lay,
Gush liquid harmonies -
But the mirth of thy music has passed away,
And its burden is turned to sighs.

Flash in clear shallows and rock-rimmed deeps,
Glitter in sun-bright pride -
But the gloom of that cypress where Mary sleeps
Casts shadows on all thy tide.

Storm thy way at the foot of the hill,
Dash o'er the bars of stone -
But the stream of my life is checked and still,
And the force of its flow is gone.
 

A Woman Sold
Bartimaeus
Judas
Pilate
The Walk To Emmaus
A Bride
A March Night
A Messenger
A Mother's Cry
A Wedding
Afterwards
Dead Amy
Deserted
Dreaming
Glad Waves
Going
How The Brook Sings
If
In The Storm
In The Sunshine
Looking Downstairs
Mary Lost
Never Again
Night Whispers
On The Lake
On The Shore
Our Lily
Passing Away
Perjured
Safe
Shadow
Sunlight
The Blush Rose
The Gift
The Heiress' Wooer
The Hidden Wound
The Lake
The Land Of Happy Dreams
The Old Year Out
The Red Star On The Hill
The River
The Setting Star
The Shadow Of A Cloud
To And Fro
To One Of Many
Too faithful
Two Maidens