Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1873, by

ROBERTS BROTHERS,

In the office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington

UNIVERSITY PRESS: JOHN WILSON & SON,
CAMBRIDGE.

DEDICATION.

HEN children in the summer weather play,
Flitting like birds through sun and wind and

rain,

From road to field, from field to road again,
Pathetic reckoning of each mile they stray
They leave in flowers forgotten by the way;
Forgotten, dying, but not all in vain,

Since, finding them, with tender smiles, half pain;
Half joy, we sigh, "Some child passed here to-day."
whose name I name not lest some tongue

Dear one,

Pronounce it roughly, — like a little child

Tired out at noon, I left my flowers among

The wayside things. I know how thou hast smiled,
And that the thought of them will always be

One more sweet secret thing 'twixt thee and me.

WQR 19 FEB 36