The bees crooned about, now and then a bird lilted in the gladness of his heart.
"In Wild Rose Time"
Amanda M. Douglas
Now, at the last, another road I take Thro' peaceful gardens, by a lilted way, To those low eaves beside the silver lake, Where Christ waits for me at the close of day.
"The Empire of Love"
W. J. Dawson
They were love words, tenderly lilted.
"Wolf Breed"
Jackson Gregory