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the realm,

heard;

A youth, whose life has been all summer, steals

Forth from the noisy guests around the board,

Creeps by her softly; at her footstool kneels ;

And, when she pauses, murmurs tender things

-while the Blackbird

Into her fond earsings.

and through

A lowly wicket; and at last he stands

Awful beside the bed of one who grew From boyhood with him, who with lifted hands

And eyes seems listening to far welcomings

And sweeter music-than the Blackbird sings.