_Cloud that streams its song of birds--no bird Seen to chant the song: Yet wide and keen as sun-breath it is heard, All the air itself a voice of voices chiming golden!_ _Mary hath passed by. All plants sweet-leaved, Sweet-flowered; birds, sweet-voiced, Round her passing have their sweetness weaved. Let us yield our incense up, our anthems and our homage!_ SOME OF THESE POEMS HAVE BEEN PUBLISHED IN “THE IRISH MONTHLY” AND IN “THE ROSARY.” ONE WAS PUBLISHED IN “THE UNIVERSE.” PRINTED BY BALLANTYNE & COMPANY LTD AT THE BALLANTYNE PRESS TAVISTOCK STREET COVENT GARDEN LONDON End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Poems of Adoration, by Michael Field and Katherine Bradley and Emma Cooper