日期：2007-11-22 THIRD KING Out of the shadow of the night I come, led by the starshine bright, With broken heart to bring to Thee The fruit of Thine Epiphany, The gift my fellows send by me, The myrrh to bed Thine agony. I set it here beneath Thy Feet, In token of... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-22 Rivers and Streams RUNNING water has a charm all its own； it proffers companionship of which one never tires； it adapts itself to moods； it is the guardian of secrets. It has cool draughts for the thirsty soul as well as for drooping flowers； an... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-22 FIRST KING LORD, I stoop low My head of snow, Thus I, the great, hail Thee, the Least！ And swing the censer for the Priest, The Priest with hands upraised to bless, The Priest of this world's bitterness. As I stoop low My head of snow, Bless me, O... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-22 The Manifestation GOD said； Let there be light； and in the East A star rose flaming from night's purple sea - The star of Truth, the star of Joy, the star Seen by the prophets down the lonely years； Set for a light to show the Perfect Way； Set f... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-22 THE ANGELS Soft and slow, soft and slow, With angels' wings of fire and snow, To rock Him gently to and fro. Fire to stay the chill at night, Snow to cool the noonday bright； And overhead His star's alight. Pale and sweet, pale and sweet, Maid Mary... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-22 JOSEPH Little One, Little One, Saviour and Child, Father and Mother, my Husband and Son； Born of the lily, the maid undefiled, Babe of my Love, the Beatified One. Little One, Little One, Master and LORD, Kings of the Earth come, desiring Thy Face；... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-22 MAID MARY Babe, dear Babe！ Mine own, mine own, my heart's delight, The myrrh between my breasts at night, My little Rose, my Lily white, My Babe for whom the star's alight. Babe, dear Babe！ Mine own, mine own, GOD'S only SON, Foretold, foreseen, s... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-22 Spring HARK how the merry daffodils, Fling golden music to the hills！ And how the hills send echoing down, Through wind-swept turf and moorland brown, The murmurs of a thousand rills That mock the song-birds' liquid trills！ The hedge released from... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-22 A Lark's Song SWEET, sweet！ I rise to greet The sapphire sky The air slips by On either side As up I ride On mounting wing, And sing and sing - Then reach my bliss, The sun's great kiss； And poise a space To see his face, Sweet, sweet, In radiant... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-22 'Luvly Miss' NOBODY thought of consequences. There was a lighted paraffin lamp on the table and nothing else handy. Mrs Brown's head presented a tempting mark, and of course Mr Brown's lengthy stay at 'The Three Fingers' had something to do with it... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-22 Four Stories Told to Children The Story of the Dreadful Griffin. MY DEAR CHILDREN, - I am going to tell you a really breathless story for your holiday treat. It will have to begin with the moral, because everyone will be too much exhausted to read o... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-22 PALANQUIN BEARERS Lightly, O lightly we bear her along, She sways like a flower in the wind of our song； She skims like a bird on the foam of a stream, She floats like a laugh from the lips of a dream. Gaily, O gaily we glide and we sing, We bear he... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-22 WANDERING SINGERS （Written to one of their Tunes） Where the voice of the wind calls our wandering feet, Through echoing forest and echoing street, With lutes in our hands ever-singing we roam, All men are our kindred, the world is our home. Our lay... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-22 INDIAN WEAVERS Weavers, weaving at break of day, Why do you weave a garment so gay？ . . . Blue as the wing of a halcyon wild, We weave the robes of a new-born child. Weavers, weaving at fall of night, Why do you weave a garment so bright？ . . . Lik... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-22 COROMANDEL FISHERS Rise, brothers, rise, the wakening skies pray to the morning light, The wind lies asleep in the arms of the dawn like a child that has cried all night. Come, let us gather our nets from the shore, and set our catamarans free, To ca... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-10 THE SNAKE-CHARMER Whither dost thou hide from the magic of my flute-call？ In what moonlight-tangled meshes of perfume, Where the clustering keovas guard the squirrel's slumber, Where the deep woods glimmer with the jasmine's bloom？ I'll feed thee,... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-10 CORN-GRINDERS O LITTLE MOUSE, WHY DOST THOU CRY WHILE MERRY STARS LAUGH IN THE SKY？ Alas！ alas！ my lord is dead！ Ah, who will ease my bitter pain？ He went to seek a millet-grain In the rich farmer's granary shed； They caught him in a baited sna... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-10 VILLAGE-SONG Honey, child, honey, child, whither are you going？ Would you cast your jewels all to the breezes blowing？ Would you leave the mother who on golden grain has fed you？ Would you grieve the lover who is riding forth to wed you？ Mother m... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-10 IN PRAISE OF HENNA A kokila called from a henna-spray： LIRA！ LIREE！ LIRA！ LIREE！ Hasten, maidens, hasten away To gather the leaves of the henna-tree. Send your pitchers afloat on the tide, Gather the leaves ere the dawn be old, Grind them in mor... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-10 Men's Voices Lord of the lotus, lord of the harvest, Bright and munificent lord of the morn！ Thine is the bounty that prospered our sowing, Thine is the bounty that nurtured our corn. We bring thee our songs and our garlands for tribute, The gold of... 阅读全文>>