I built a castle in the air - A radiant thing made out of dreams; Love's dear desire its golden stair - Naught heavier than a hope was there - A thing of mist and rainbow gleams. ...
A little crippled figure, two big pathetic eyes, A face that looked unchildish, so wan it was and wise; I watched her as the homesick tears came chasing down each cheek....
'Twas a score of years since I'd heard the pipes, But the other night I heard them; There are sweet old memories in my heart, And the music woke and stirred them.
You cannot take from out my heart the growing, The green, sweet growing, and the vivid thrill. "O Earth," you cry, "you should be old, not glowing With youth and all youth's strength and beauty still!" ...
O the gayest of musicians! O the gladdest thing on earth, With its piping and its chirping, is the cricket on the hearth! There is magic in the music that he flings us with such zest:...
He was not especially handsome, he was not especially smart, A great big lumbering fellow with a soft and tender heart. His eyes were gray and honest, his smile a friendly one,...
Do you know what I will love best of all To do when I'm old? At the close of day When the dusk comes down and the shadows play, And the wind sings loud in the poplars tall,...