Chapter III: O ghostly dawn, that whitenest now 71

Pale stranger, with the uplifted face 72

Now round you spreads and flows a rest 73

Why dream for you, dear vanished friend 74

The Soul bereaved, the Flesh defiled 75

Out of the heart of night a hand 76

So much strong weakness holds me bound 77

Send forth Thy winds, O God, to blow 78

Ghosts of sweet wants, ye touch and leave 79

Whenever blows a passing gust 80

Is living still my debt to thee 81

O Lord of Love, Who holdest light 82

Here name and date are worn away 83

Me did self-love or love most move 84

Though thou art changed, thou bearest whole 85

Oh! strange, ’mid severance of love 86

Let not the love you learned on earth 87

Where my word fails thy word amends 88

Out of the earth that holds you bound 89

Spring comes with silent rush of leaf 91

The Earth her troubled seasons brings 93

As by the motion of her arc 94