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                       POEMS BY JULIA C. R. DORR


                   [Illustration: Julia C. R. Dorr.]

                                 POEMS

                          BY JULIA C. R. DORR

                            COMPLETE EDITION

                                NEW YORK

                        CHARLES SCRIBNER’S SONS
                               MDCCCXCII

                    COPYRIGHT, 1879, 1885, 1892, BY
                        CHARLES SCRIBNER’S SONS

                             TROW DIRECTORY
                    PRINTING AND BOOKBINDING COMPANY
                                NEW YORK




_TO S. M. D._


   _Let us go forth and gather golden-rod!
      O love, my love, see how upon the hills,
      Where still the warm air palpitates and thrills,
    And earth lies breathless in the smile of God,
    Like plumes of serried hosts its tassels nod!
      All the green vales its golden glory fills;
      By lonely waysides and by mountain rills
    Its yellow banners flaunt above the sod.
    Perhaps the apple-blossoms were more fair;
      Perhaps, dear heart, the roses were more sweet,
        June’s dewy roses, with their buds half blown;
    Yet what care we, while tremulous and rare
      This golden sunshine falleth at our feet
        And song lives on, though summer birds have flown?
    August, 1884._

   _Let the words stand as they were writ, dear heart!
      Although no more for thee in earthly bowers
      Shall bloom the earlier or the later flowers;
    Although to-day ’tis springtime where thou art,
    While I, with Autumn, wander far apart,
      Yet, in the name of that long love of ours,
      Tested by years and tried by sun and showers,
    Let the words stand as they were writ, dear heart!_




                   CONTENTS

                                                PAGE
  DEDICATION. TO S. M. D.                         v

            EARLIER POEMS.
  THE THREE SHIPS,                                3
  MAUD AND MADGE,                                 6
  A MOTHER’S QUESTION,                            8
  OVER THE WALL,                                  9
  OUTGROWN,                                      11
  A SONG FOR TWO,                                14
  A PICTURE,                                     15
  HYMN TO LIFE,                                  16
  THE CHIMNEY SWALLOW,                           18
  HEIRSHIP,                                      20
  HILDA, SPINNING,                               22
  HEREAFTER,                                     25
  WITHOUT AND WITHIN,                            27
  VASHTI’S SCROLL,                               29
  WHAT MY FRIEND SAID TO ME,                     37
  HYMN. For the Dedication of a Cemetery,        38
  YESTERDAY AND TO-DAY,                          39
  LYRIC. For the Dedication of a Music-Hall,     41
  WHAT I LOST,                                   43
  ONCE!                                          45
  CATHARINE,                                     47
  THE NAME,                                      48
  UNDER THE PALM-TREES,                          49
  NIGHT AND MORNING,                             51
  AGNES,                                         53
  “INTO THY HANDS,”                              55
  IDLE WORDS,                                    56
  THE SPARROW TO THE SKYLARK,                    58
  THE BELL OF ST. PAUL’S,                        60
  DECEMBER 26, 1910.
     A Ballad of Major Anderson,                 62
  FROM BATON ROUGE,                              66
  IN THE WILDERNESS,                             68
  CHARLEY OF MALVERN HILL,                       70
  SUPPLICAMUS,                                   73
  THE LAST OF SIX,                               75
  THE DRUMMER BOY’S BURIAL,                      79
  EIGHTEEN HUNDRED AND SIXTY-FIVE,               82
  OUR FLAGS AT THE CAPITOL,                      84
  MY MOCKING-BIRD,                               86
  COMING HOME,                                   88
  WAKENING EARLY,                                90
  BLEST,                                         92
  HELEN,                                         94

            “PRO PATRIA.”
  THE DEAD CENTURY,                              97
  THE RIVER OTTER