II. "Some Night You Will Hear Me Crowing."

Glass Cages

Self-Absorbed Life

Lover, Lover!

Hello, Conscience

"Wake up," She Cried, "Peter Pan Has Come and He Is to Teach Us to Fly."

Mist

Any Shade of Gold

Skies and Seas

Then All Went on Their Knees, and Holding out Their Arms Cried, "O Wendy Lady, Be Our Mother."

Fog