Class _fS2iN4:i_ CopyiightN^Xla'5 COPYRIGHT DEPOSIT. OVER T () N E S Like hiighi-iLinged things, high up ir air. OVERTONES ih LILIJE l}AKi:i{ IIALSTKl) % N E W Y O R K ^ 903 LIBRARY of CONGRESS Two Coplet Received DEC 26 1903 Copyfight Entry Aut^. /I-/ ^^3 CLASS Q,' XXc. No. »A ^ ^ Copyright^ i(^oj, h Lillie Baker Halsted ■•• •• • : •... . .. the trow [> R E S S , new YORK CONTENTS PAGE The Sea-Sont: i Nature's Heart _j. From my Moss-Seat 6 I1ie Hills 7 SpriniT 8 Fluttering; Leaves lo God's Own II Compensation i ^ Kjidless Life i_j. The "Compass Flower" 15 Failure? i5 The Race 17 A Prayer 20 Revealed 20 '' It is Not All of Life to Live "... 22 V PAGE Resurrection Vision 23 From Afar 25 Melody 25 My Love and I 27 Purity 28 Two 29 A Dream 31 Life 34 Higher Life 39 Sweet Violin 41 Blossom 42 Little Powers 43 The Mother Heart 44 The Hours 4^ " Simple Aveu " 47 By the Sea 48 To a Friend 49 He hath also pat the world into his heart." THE SEA-SONG Y()l s:i\ I am noisy, cnit'l and roiiiih ; I know ni\ niiLilitx stren;zth is enouizh To wreck e'en the proudest sail When I choose to frolic the ij;ale. And sometimes I take A wild leap ashore, And with shiny \va\es Wash old' Karth's floor. Or I toss a orreat ship From my breast, And in briny deeps Lull crew to rest. Changeable? \'es, sometimes mild, I kiss the feet of the pretty child. For maiden demure, I dimple and smile. Until her far-away thought I beguile. Surging and breaking In cloudy spray I dance and glisten Her gloom away. For life, we know, should l)e taken merrily I feel m\self bubbling over with glee. One can't be droning for evermore, I'll gather up my strength and roar. Oil, I love so well In mad impulse to tiing ]\Iy waves on the rocks And see them spring Jvike bright-winged things High up in the air, Then fall in white sliower Of foam ever\ where. And I'm not so different from life; It has its ebb and flow, and strife, Its moods, some sad, and others gay, Its cherished secrets hid deep away. Times when your heart Must overflow And, reaching, you draw Others to woe. I stretch my arms and clasp the globe. And proud am I of changing green robe. The great God has intrusted to my care, Countless creatures, and jewels rare. Sonictinics I hush M\ sportixi' mirth, And join in the praise ( )t solemn I'arth. NATURE'S HEART HOW we love to sin^ of the Sprini In endless rhythm and la\ ; Of the power in the sun, to bring Response from Earth's heart, each day. Little leaves, so tender and green, Unfolding in charming hue, Soon cover twigs we've so long seen, Hiding all imsightly view. Golden rays over all, so sweet, Gay bird-music filling the air; With this boimding life at her feet Old Earth grows young and fair. Dark pines, so straight and tall, Look on in grand dismay ; There, where there seemed no life at al Saucy greens spring out each day. Bleak Winter i^one, joy can oerflow; Impulse witliout. new purpose within. Life must bloom, kind deeds p;row, And C()\er bare sorrow and sin. =*-^; A FROM MY MOSS-SEAT QUIET spot in the woods so green, A seat on the moss, with leafy screen. Supported l)v friendly tree — happy Queen ! Far as the eye of our hearts can read We get, what our hungry souls may need When we surrender — to Nature heed. When wholly free from trammel of art 1 am her child, of herself a part, The beautiful whispers in m\ own heart. ]\Iy free soul soars aho\ e common mind ; Nature folds, hushes, with lullaby kind, Music of birds, leaf-rustle and w ind. Dainty ferns and \ines at my feet, woo, Their delicate tracery and shadings so true: From them I look up to roof, green and 1)1 ue, P^rom my lowly moss -seat to joy above Will be no strange and startling move; Vaster beauty, enlarged vision and love ! THE HILLS WHKRK fldds of soft hue Rise to cdt^c of \\'0(Kl-screen Whose tops pierce the hlue, Are round heights of green, I'hey ^hidden the eye. the\" lead thouizht hi'2;h. Like a saint's h'fe, cahn, In storm or sunshine, serene; ( )n the K\erlastins2: Arm Securely they lean. Firm, without fear, tho' sorrow rolls near. I'Vet in the valley still. Head aloft in God's air; There, at Heaven's will, Blow blessing;s fair. There sweet faith find, that lea\es doidn be- hind. Clear snrintrs refreshin^r, FlowinG; from cool heights, Lend lowlands perishing, Share in high delights. Life from the Fountain Head, gladdens weary tread. Stretching away sweet hills, Softened, changed in hue, Caressed by the fleecy clouds You nestle into the blue. Tender moonshine o'er thee, God's peace o'er me. SPRING UST hear the birds' sweet singing As they tilt on the tree-tops, swinging. Robin trills in the pine-tree tall Wonderful notes from throat so small. The birds of the wood, all seem so glad, Surely no creature on earth is sad. The sun warms the chilly old earth, Creation smiles and sings with mirth. 8 Each little stream hastes to rejoice And add to the music its happy voice. All this joy heralds in a newcomer, l^cautiful ori'een-rohed Madam Summer, ■v^. FLUTTERING LEAVES THK dainty, youthful Summer is gone, All is mature now, hardy and strong. P^arth's preparations are complete For stern Winter's ice and sleet. Bright clusters of gold defy the cold. And purple hlootii iraves in gloom. The wind has a weird, warning sound. And dry leaves rattle and rustle around. Sturdy and bare, stripped of their grace, The trees are creaking in their place. Have no fear, there is even now near (Tremble not so) a blanket of snow. 'Tis a message of change, this rover, Is whistling, sighing, blowing over My hills, that seem settling aw^ay Into the distance of hazy gray. In warm ivrap, tiny buds nap So safe from woe, waiting sap flow. The days arc dreaiy, ^et the plan Is God's, so ritjht, for earth and man. Let the lea\es fall sear and die, Summer's promise is near by! Nature breathes, in liind, through leaves, A sweet overtone, to her own. So the \ears are falling fast. Life, with chanixcs, hurries past. Doubts, temptations, round us rattle; We must holy be, if we would battle. The Lord doth care, is everywhere — // inter will hrin