Where she is cut off from me! What many women cannot give, one woman can;!

That you never look quite back; nine-tenths, ah, And flashing kingfishers that flew

I have been taught the language of understanding, THESE poems should not be considered separately, as so many single pieces. They are intended as an essential story, or history, or confession, unfolding one from the other in organic development, the whole revealing the intrinsic experience of a man during the crisis of manhood, when he marries and comes into himself. The period covered is, roughly, the sixth lustre of a man's life new beyond knowledge of newness, alive beyond