Here, Ever Since You Went Abroad, If There Be Change, No Change I See, I Only Walk Our Wonted Road, The Road Is Only Walkt By Me. Yes; I Forgot; A Change There Is; Was It Of _That_ You Bade Me Tell? I Catch At Times, At Times I Miss The Sight, The Tone, I Know So Well. Only Two Months Since You Stood Here! Two Shortest Months! Then Tell Me Why Voices Are Harsher Than They Were, And Tears Are Longer Ere They Dry.