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 I BY W. I. LINCOLN ADAMS 
 
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 Copyrighted, 1902, by 
 W. I. Lincoln Adams. 
 
 
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 THE LIBRARY OF 
 CONGRESS, 
 
 Two Comes ftEOciveo 
 
 JUN. 21 1902 
 
 COWWGHT ENTHV 
 
 CLASS a^XX* No. 
 COPY 8. 
 
 
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ONE HUNDRED COPIES OF THIS 
 BOOK HAVE BEEN PRIVATELY 
 PRINTED AT THE PRESS OF 
 STYLES AND CASH, NEW YORK, 
 ON VAN GELDER HAND-MADE 
 PAPER, AND TYPE DISTRIBUTED. 
 
 THIS COPY IS NO. ■ 
 
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CONTENTS. 
 
 TO HER. 
 
 To Her. 17. 
 
 A Four-Leaved Clover, ig. 
 
 A Birthday Greeting. 21. 
 
 Wood-Fire Visions. 23. 
 
 Affinity. 25. 
 
 Asunder. 27. 
 
 Dream-Memories. 29. 
 
 Moments. 31. 
 
 Unspoken. 33. 
 
 For Love. 35. 
 
 Nocturne. 37. 
 
 VACATION VERSES. 
 
 On the Passaic. 41. 
 
 The Bluet. 43. 
 
 Life. 45. 
 
 Rest. 47. 
 
 The Still Hour. 49. 
 
 A Thought. 51. 
 
 Change. 53. 
 
 Inspiration. 55. 
 
 Music. 57. 
 
 In the Dawn. 59. 
 
INSCRIPTIONS. 
 
 To Wilson, 
 
 On His First Anniversary. 65. 
 To Elizabeth, 
 
 On Her First Christmas Day. 69. 
 To Briggs, 
 
 A Rondeau. 73. 
 To Carolyn, 
 
 A Triolet. 77. 
 To My Namesake, 
 
 On His Birthday. 81. 
 To a Friend, 
 
 With Some Autograph Verses. 83. 
 
 To a Friend, 
 
 With Some Flowers. 85. 
 
 Lines, 
 
 Written in an Old Book. 87. 
 
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ILLUSTRATIONS. 
 
 Photogravure from Negative by Garo, Boston. 
 
 Fr otitis piece. 
 
 Photo-gravure from Negative by Robinson, 
 
 Boston. Facing page if. 
 
 Photo-engraving from Negative by Rockwood, 
 
 New York. Facing page 65. 
 
 Photo-engraving from Negative by Rockwood, 
 
 New York. Facing page 6g. 
 
 Photo-engraving from Negative by Gutekunst, 
 
 Philadelphia. Facing page 73. 
 
 Photo-engraving from Negative by Hatch, 
 
 Orange, N. J. Facing page 77. 
 
 Photo-engraving from Negative by Hatch, 
 
 Orange, N. J. Facing page 81. 
 
TO HER. 
 
TO HER. 
 
 PVEAR Other Self! 
 
 *-*^ Thou art more fair to me than the Ideal 
 Which I aspire unto, that Higher Self, 
 Of which I dream, and ever hope to be, 
 But which, alas ! forever my vain strivings 
 Fail to realize, and, save in Thee, 
 And in my dreams, remains unlived. 
 
 17 
 
A FOUR-LEAVED CLOVER. 
 
 A four-leaved clover ! May it be 
 The emblem of prosperity 
 For all that's Thine, and Thee ! 
 
 As I am Thine, so then on me 
 Shall Fortune, though unworthily, 
 Bestow, because of Thee. 
 
 And thus together blessed shall we, 
 Though two, as One forever be, 
 Through Love, and Thee. 
 
 19 
 
A BIRTHDAY GREETING. 
 
 A simple offering ! Let it be 
 The Token of my love for Thee, 
 My hope, my prayer, my wishes true, 
 That all Things Good may come to you ; 
 
 That joy of being, mind and soul, 
 With length of days, may form the whole 
 Of God's dear Plan, and happiness, 
 In truest sense, Thy life may bless. 
 
 21 
 
WOOD-FIRE VISIONS. 
 
 How pleasant, when the work is done, 
 To rest before the wood-fire's glow ; 
 To idly watch the shadows slow 
 Depart, as wanes the setting sun. 
 
 The shadows from the trees without, 
 Which fall across the polished floor ; 
 Within, the fire-light throws about 
 Fantastic images that soar, 
 
 In waking dreams, of days to come, 
 In palaces of Love and Rest, 
 Where all that's sad and wearisome 
 By loving sympathy is blessed. 
 
 Those future days so well I see, 
 Revealed there in flaming form, 
 And Her dear face upturned to me 
 To meet the kisses long and warm. 
 
 23 
 
AFFINITY. 
 
 The Mountain lifts his head aloft 
 To kiss the hem of Heaven's robe ; 
 She, bending o'er him, touches soft 
 His forehead bare, with lips of love. 
 
 Ah, then in Spirit Thou art near ! 
 I feel thy kisses warm and sweet: 
 Thou art to me as Heaven, Dear ; 
 As Cloud and Mountain, so we meet ! 
 
 25 
 

ASUNDER. 
 
 Peace of the moon-lit night, 
 And the golden path on the sea ! 
 Ah, would that my Spirit might 
 Go over the waves to Thee ! 
 
 But the waters gleam evermore, 
 And the night- winds murmur and sigh ; 
 The waves come in to the shore 
 To fall at my feet, and die. 
 
 27 
 
DREAM-MEMORIES. 
 
 Dream-smiles and dream-wiles, 
 Dream-faces, Angel-sweet ; 
 Tender touches of dream-fingers, 
 Eager lips that dream-lips meet. 
 
 Love lies in dream-eyes — 
 Dream-love, divinely deep — 
 And the memory o'er-lingers 
 Long the barriers of sleep. 
 
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MOMENTS. 
 
 (" I moments live who lived but years."— Thoreau) 
 
 FRIENDSHIP. 
 When friend meets friend, with clinging palm, 
 And silent meaning stills alarm. 
 
 LOVE. 
 When lovers' lips — so warm and sweet — 
 In mutual understanding meet ! 
 
 31 
 
UNSPOKEN. 
 
 Our eyes are speaking, though the lips be dumb : 
 They tell what spoken words could ne'er impart ; 
 Through channels, unimpeded, to the Heart, 
 The Silent Messages are sent, and come ! 
 
 33 
 
FOR LOVE. 
 
 ;For love the light of dawn awakes the earth, 
 iAnd paints the tender colors of the sky ; 
 
 For love the happy birds in tuneful mirth 
 Enchant the cool retreats where lovers lie ; 
 
 
 For love the evening shadows, soft and sweet, 
 ^Mysterious spread their gloom, where lovers meet 
 
 jFor love the ardent moon now glows, now pales, 
 As passing night-mist or reveals or veils ; 
 
 
 For love the gentle night-winds soft caress 
 Sweet faces full of young Love's tenderness; 
 
 For love the waters stir with unrest deep, 
 And stars keep silent watch while lovers sleep. 
 
 35 
 

NOCTURNE. 
 
 The Orange Hills looked dark, as from behind, 
 A sinking sun suffused the Western sky 
 With golden glory ; the dreamy evening clouds 
 That floated low o'erhead, with crimson tinted ; 
 And the pines that lined the summit, edged 
 With gold. 
 
 Above the ridge there dimly shone 
 A silvery crescent in this radient glow, 
 Which, growing ever brighter and more golden 
 As the sunlight faded from the sky, 
 The evening seemed to recompense and by 
 Its burrowed light Old Solar's dying splendor 
 To perpetuate. 
 
 And lovely Venus, 
 Bright and dazzling as on eve of yore, 
 When from the billows' foam she leaped ashore 
 Of fair Cythera, rose above the fir, 
 From this transcendent loveliness, and there 
 She reigned, to glorify this hallowed night, 
 And light me, eager, to the Love I sought. 
 
 37 
 
VACATION VERSES. 
 
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 ON THE PASSAIC. 
 LOATING, drifting, drifting with the stream 
 
 Bathed in a softly lessening light, 
 iThe setting sun's departing beam 
 That lingers long this summer night. 
 
 The deepening azure arch o'er-head, 
 The dimly mirrowing flood below ; 
 By current gently, surely lead, 
 Adown the stream I softly go. 
 
 In double fringes on each shore 
 The willow and the alder grow, 
 While water-lilies blossom o'er 
 In frequent white and blushing blow. 
 
 I Passaic, Ah, Passaic stream, 
 That flows through meadows fresh and sweet 
 ! On Thee to float, to drift, to dream, 
 Through summer night, is joy complete. 
 
 
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THE BLUET. 
 
 Dearest floweret of the meadow, 
 Symbol of the Good and Fair, 
 Growing simply, all unconscious 
 Of thy perfect life and rare. 
 
 Unpretentious, unattractive — 
 Save to those who wisely see — 
 More than all thy brighter comrades 
 Thou art beautiful to me. 
 
 Nestling closely to the greenness 
 Of some unassuming sod, 
 Thy sweet face is ever heavenward 
 And thy single eye, on God. 
 
 43 
 
LIFE. 
 
 To work, and long for rest ; 
 To rest, and wish for work : 
 To meet, and then to separate, 
 To love, and find that best ! 
 
 45 
 
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REST. 
 
 Ah, what joy ! 
 'o lie upon the clover in the shade 
 if some o'er-hanging Monarch of the field; 
 A o rest upon a bed of flowers made, 
 k nd breathe the perfumes which the place pervade 
 7hile there, of weariness and worry, healed! 
 
 47 
 

THE STILL HOUR. 
 
 How pleasant in the darkening solitude, 
 When at the end of toilsome, sordid days, 
 To stand beneath God's vast infinitude, 
 And listen to the chant of Nature's praise. 
 
 'Tis good to rest me here beneath the stars, 
 Uncovered and heart-open, as I may : 
 The wearied Soul at last its door un-bars 
 And, filling then with peace, I softly pray. 
 
 49 
 

A THOUGHT. 
 
 We suffer as we love : 
 The more intense the love, the deeper, truer, 
 More unselfish and divine ; the keener pain. 
 Ah, God ! how must it be with Thee ? 
 Thou who lovest all so infinitely ! 
 
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CHANGE. 
 
 11 Change " ? No change, no growth! 
 The saddest thing of Life 
 Most blessed is, and hope 
 Of all aspiring souls : 
 
 So, too, may not our other 
 Sorrows, blessings be ; 
 And, mayhap, sweetest joy, 
 The greatest woe ? 
 
 53 
 
INSPIRATION. 
 
 On Waumbek's Methna's * snowy summits, 
 On Ammonoosuc's Apthorpe shores, 
 Of what avail, unless God's Spirit, 
 Incarnate here, the Soul in-pours ? 
 
 *The Indians' name for the White Mountains 
 (" Mountains of the Snowy Foreheads"). 
 
 55 
 

MUSIC. 
 
 When soothing strains of music float 
 To one aweary, unaware ; 
 To other Worlds, before remote, 
 The Soul is wafted from despair. 
 
 57 
 
IN THE DAWN. 
 
 In the dawn, 
 In the virginal, pure dawn 
 Of the youthful, blossoming summer, 
 To walk, alone, uncovered, 
 Through the fragrant aisles of orchards 
 That lead outward, 
 That lead onward, 
 To the Undiscovered Country, 
 To the Arcady of Dreams, 
 Where dwell our hopes, the afterwhiles, 
 And Loves that might have been ! 
 To hear the playful pipes of Pan ; 
 The Satyrs dance, the Naiads sing: 
 To feel the youth of Everything 
 And all that makes Life glad. 
 
 59 
 
INSCRIPTIONS. 
 

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TO WILSON. 
 
 ON HIS FIRST ANNIVERSARY. 
 
 O LITTLE BOY, so sweet, so small, 
 So dainty, and so very dear ! 
 Thy baby voice, in helpless call, 
 Is music to thy father's ear. 
 
 Thy little eyes, inquiringly, 
 
 Look out in wonder on our Earth ; 
 
 And thy parents in them see 
 
 The blessed love which gave Thee birth. 
 
 Thy baby face, so sweet, so fair ; 
 The rosy mouth and rounding chin : 
 Whose Image see we featured there, 
 What loving Spirit hides within ? 
 
 It is the Father's blessing, Dear, 
 Thou broughtest to us from above ; 
 We thank Him for thy coming here, 
 O little Boy, our Child of Love. 
 
 65 
 

TO ELIZABETH. 
 
 ON HER FIRST CHRISTMAS DAY. 
 
 Dear little Girl, with angel face, 
 Whose smile was caught in Heaven, 
 In thy sweet lineaments we trace 
 The Love which God has given. 
 
 Thy dainty lips are Cupid's bow, 
 Thine eyes, the angels' windows ; 
 Thy chubby cheeks are fair as snow, 
 Thy baby heart, Dear, who knows ? 
 
 That heart of virgin purity — 
 The Type of all that's Good— 
 Thou broughtest from infinity 
 To bless our Parenthood. 
 
 In Thee a Message comes once more, 
 This blessed Christmas-tide, 
 To urge our Souls more high to soar. 
 More trustingly confide. 
 
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TO BRIGGS. 
 
 A RONDEAU. 
 
 He loveth me, he loveth me, 
 My Baby Boy, he loveth me ; 
 Away from me he will not be, 
 My Baby Boy, he loveth me. 
 
 Ah, would that we might ever be, 
 As now, a loving Unity; 
 He loveth me, he loveth me, 
 My Baby Boy, he loveth me. 
 
 73 
 
TO CAROLYN. 
 
 A TRIOLET. 
 
 She is sweet and she's fair, 
 
 Very fair ; 
 And her eyes and her hair 
 
 Lend an air 
 That subtly encharm, 
 
 Every where. 
 
 And her song and her smile, 
 
 They beguile, 
 While the swift-moving shade 
 
 On the dial, 
 Unheeded, the fleet 
 
 Hours while. 
 
 O, she's sweet, and so fair, 
 
 Very fair ; 
 So innocent, and — 
 
 Debonair, 
 With her none compare, 
 
 She's so rare ! 
 
 77 
 

TO MY NAMESAKE. 
 
 ON HIS BIRTHDAY. 
 
 Dear little Namesake, may you be 
 
 All that is withheld from me, 
 
 Of attainment and of worth, 
 
 From this hour which gives you birth. 
 
 May my hopes, and strivings too, 
 All fulfilled be in you ; 
 And the Man that I would be, 
 Fully realized in Thee. 
 
 81 
 
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TO A FRIEND. 
 
 WITH SOME AUTOGRAPH VERSES. 
 
 To Thee, dear Friend, let me once more re-sing 
 The songs to sacred Memory grown so dear ; 
 As Christmas offerings from a friend they bring 
 The thoughts and love which in them re-appear. 
 
 83 
 

TO A FRIEND. 
 
 WITH SOME FLOWERS. 
 
 With hope sincere and fervent plea, 
 To Hygea and the Healing Powers, 
 That health may soon return to Thee 
 Sweet as the breath of these wild-flowers. 
 
LINES. 
 
 WRITTEN IN AN OLD BOOK. 
 
 We live and read and pass away ; 
 Our books, however, longer stay, 
 And sometimes unto strangers stray, 
 As this to me has found its way. 
 
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