- A field of battle — this sky...
- The sun's golden spear...
- The rosy mist stilly polishes the round mirror...
- The amber west melts into saffron...
- What world-agony distils its poignancy this day...
- Flames flickered in the fireplace...
- Like tears shed over a dream...
- If words fail, song will come...
- From her many-colored bow Nature...
- With the breath of dawn...
- The silvery beach, a riband around the flowing hair of the sea...
- To distil a few golden drops of song...
- Gently descending dark —...
- A call, not a song...
- Weariness the tune of this evening melody...
- It is the same twilight, dear...
- Pour no blood on ashes, brother...
- Pale this twilight-face...
- I know not whose the words...
- Lone as the lone north star...
- In the golden afterglow you lay...
- The keyboard black and white...
- TO
- In the deeps of Dream...