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I hear your loved voice calling; me, 
 
 Your laughter sets a-qiiiver 
 The hidden chords of love in me 
 
 At stai'-timc on the river. 
 
 The camp-hre flings its golden stars 
 
 To night-stars silver bine: 
 My fai]'y-star of memory 
 
 Smiles down the Past to yon. 
 
 Oh, Heart-of-Life, I love you still. 
 
 And distance cannot sever 
 True heai"ts, for still I dream of yon 
 
 At star-time on the river. 
 
 My heart is yours, my soul is yours, 
 
 My dreams are yours forever. 
 My life breathes through God's night to you 
 
 At star- time on the river. 
 
 Far out upon the river's breast 
 
 There smiles a shadowed star, 
 So all the glory of your love 
 
 Thrills my heart from afar; 
 
 1 long to float along the deep. 
 
 Low-breathing purple river: 
 To float v/ith this sweet dream of you, 
 
 Adowii the stai'-lit river. 
 
 Between the foi'est aisles of shade, 
 
 Out to that sea, Forever — 
 And thus. Beloved, find you, dear. 
 
 At star-time on the river. 
 
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 The rivt'i' far below, 
 
 The breathing redwoods tall, 
 And depths of azure sky 
 
 Echo a call 
 To depths that live in me. 
 
 I know, some future day, 
 When from Eternity 
 
 I hear yoii call, 
 My soul's desire will break 
 
 Earth's fetters for your sake. 
 And winging far and free 
 To Heaven's boundary 
 
 Answer vour call. 
 
So timid that you dare not speak, 
 You press your cheek against my cheek, 
 Then passionate, my lips you seek, 
 This hour beside the river. 
 
 Here, where its shifting jewels shine, 
 I kneel, with your dear hand in mine. 
 Before an undiscovered shrine. 
 This hour beside the river. 
 
 A power holy as the dawn 
 Comes close a moment, and is gone. 
 Love's votive taper still burns on 
 This hour beside the river. 
 
 The sunset flowers as you leave; 
 With tears of Passion, heart, I grieve, 
 Such sorrow can the soul receive 
 One hour beside the i-iver. 
 
 I pray all other hearts that ache 
 May be as happy though they break. 
 As my heart, fainter for your sake, 
 This hoiu' beside the river. 
 
The f-ainp-five is dying, 
 
 The tmliglit is gray, 
 And my heart is sighing: 
 
 My love is astray 
 With some forest maiden 
 
 In yon shady dell, 
 And where she will lead him. 
 
 Ah, I eannot tell. 
 
 The night-stars are silver; 
 
 The orescent moon glows, 
 Its silver smile gleaming 
 
 On yon sleeping rose. 
 My love is retnrning 
 
 Through yon misty dell: 
 His eyes glow with love-light 
 
 Mv song cannot tell. 
 
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 A lad bedecked in ragged green, 
 
 Like verdure of the forest places, 
 He gathei's leaves from golden vines 
 
 To fling adown the sunlit spaces. 
 I hear him laugh along the stream; 
 
 His love-song down the canyon breathing 
 Thrills through my blood like amber wine. 
 
 \Vh(M'e now the crimson vines are wreathing 
 
 He hides, when sunlight gems the brake 
 With evanescent jewels gleaming. 
 
 I see his shadow on the lake; 
 
 Sometimes I glimpse his eyes deep dreaming. 
 
 I wish that I might seize and hold 
 
 The vision of his fairy graces. 
 
 And so forever call my own 
 The secret of the forest places. 
 
Nurturnp 
 
 Over ))atlis that ave dappled with silver moonlight, 
 Through the misty spaces of silver-blue, 
 
 My soul is calliug to you, my lover — 
 Through the night of mystery to you. 
 
 By a pool vi^here the tawny lilies shiver. 
 In a crying wind that is lost from sea, 
 
 A waiting faun easts a trembling shadow 
 On a path of carven ivory. 
 
 Through the silver night I can glimpse the river. 
 Like a ghost in gray, where 'it wanders far, 
 
 And I hear tlie hiss of a silver wavelet 
 Fall on the soul of a drowning star.