FOR A CHILD 115 AGLAUS 116 AN AUDITOR 118 THE WATER-TEXT 119 CYCLAMEN 120 A PASSING SONG 124 IN TIME 125 THE WILD RIDE 126 THE LIGHT OF THE HOUSE 128 A LAST WORD ON SHELLEY 129 IMMUNITY 130 PAULA’S EPITAPH 131 JOHN BROWN: A PARADOX 132 Sonnets. APRIL DESIRE 137 TWOFOLD SERVICE 138 IN THE GYMNASIUM 139 A SALUTATION 140 AT A SYMPHONY 141 SLEEP 142 THE ATONING YESTERDAY 143 ‘RUSSIA UNDER THE CZARS’ 144 FOUR SONNETS FROM ‘LA VITA NUOVA’ 145 THE WHITE SAIL. HIGH on the lone and wave-scarred porphyry, The promontoried porch of Attica, Past evenfall, sat he whose reverend hair Down-glittered with the breaker’s volleying foam Visioned before him in the level dark: Ægeus, of wronged Pandion heir, and king. And round about his knees, and at his feet, In saffrons and sad greens alone bedight, Sat, clustered in dim wayward sidelong groups Sheer to the ocean’s edge, those liegemen fond Who with him wished and wept. As thro’ the hours Of ebbing autumn, on a northward hill, Lies summer’s russet ruined panoply, Knotted and heaped by the fantastic winds Hap-hazard, while the first adventuring snow Globes itself on the summit; so they clung Secure among the rangèd crevices, Month after month, and wakeful night on night Vigilant; ever neighbored and o’ertopped With that white presence, and the boding sky.