The Full-Orbed Paschal Moon; Dark Shadows Flung On The Brown Lenten Earth; Tall Spectral Trees Stand In Their Huge And Naked Strength Erect, And Stretch Wild Arms Towards The Gleaming Sky. A Motionless Girl-Figure, Face Upraised In The Strong Moonlight, Cold And Passionless. * * * * * A Proud Spring Sunset; Opal-Tinted Sky, Save Where The Western Purple, Pale And Faint With Longing For Her Fickle Love, - Content Had Merged Herself Into His Burning Red. A Fair Young Maiden, Clad In Velvet Robe Of Sombre Green, Stands In The Golden Glow, One Hand Held Up To Shade Her Dazzled Eyes, A Bunch Of White Narcissus At Her Throat. * * * * * November'S Day, Dark, Leaden, Lowering, - Grey Purple Shadows Fading On The Hills; Dreary And Desolate The Far Expanse And Gloomy Sameness Of The Open Plain. A Peasant Woman, In White Wimpled Hood, White Vest, And Scarlet Petticoat, Surveys The Meadow, With Rough Hands Crossed On Her Breast. * * * * * A Shining, Shimmering, Gracious, Golden Day; The Sated Summer'S All-Pervading Hush; Warm Luscious Tints, Glowing In Earth And Sky. On A Low Mossy Bank, A Little Child, His Golden Curls Twined In The Reedy Grass, Clutching Within His Tear-Stained Feverish Hands The Yellow Blossoms Of The Celandine, Sobs Out His Heart In Passionate Childish Grief.