1. Territories Unknown
    05 Dec '05
    30 May '06 18:46
    Author unknown, dated October 1915

    You came into the shadow of my grief
    a lovely vision radiating light;
    your passing was as soulful and as brief
    as winds among the forest pines at night.

    Yet tho' you've passed my dwelling-place so rude,
    (have verged the distances afar)
    sometimes I see above my solitude
    your mem'ry like a radiant evening star.

    Sometimes I feel, O vision, you will come
    (as some new dawn that o'er dark hills doth break)
    unto my heart, a rude tho' ready home,
    and will its silence into music shake.