THE PROSPECTOR Where the ragged, snow-capped saw tooth Cuts the azure of the sky And watches o'er the lonely land As ages wander by; Where the sentinel pines in grandeur Murmur to the glacier stream As it, ice-gorged, gluts the canyon, Never brightened by the gleam Of sun at brightest noon day, Nor moon of Arctic night, And whose only link with Heaven Is the fitful Northern Light.

In those grey deeps the azure of her own.

And my heart leaps gayly upward, like the foam upon the sea, As I watch the breakers tumbling with a roar, And the ships that dot the azure seem to wave a hail to me, And to beckon to a wondrous, far-off shore.

Thus will an assemblage of brown and gray clouds soften and at the same time enliven the deep azure of the heavens.

The sun shone warmly, the sky gleamed bright azure through the openings of the great trees, a dry west breeze murmured through the forest.

I kiss the veined azure of thy blade, O Sword of Haroun!

She still watched the train, almost vanishing from sight now in the far distance, leaving a cloud of ugly black smoke behind it to mar the lustrous azure of the June sky.

A glow lighted the top, revealing the faint azure of smoke which rose straight upward in the cool, clear air.

It would be a pity to Latinize Touch-me-not, or Yarrow, or Gold-Thread, or Self-Heal, or Columbine, or Blue-Eyed-Grass,though, to be sure, this last has an annoying way of shutting up its azure orbs the moment you gather it, and you reach home with a bare, stiff blade, which deserves no better name than Sisyrinchium anceps.

Behold its streaming rays unite One mingling flood of braided light, The red that fires the Southern rose, With spotless white from Northern snows, And, spangled o'er its azure, see The sister Stars of Liberty!

Not a cloud now stained the pale azure tinged with rose color.

Goliath shut his lids to drive that mote, Which vexed the eastern azure of his eye, Out of his vision; and stared down again.