There was a fair green garden sloping From the south-east side of the mountain… And the earliest tint of the dawn came g… Down through its paths, from the day’s d… The bluest skies and the reddest roses
Though critics may bow to art, and I am… It is not art, but heart, which wins the… Though smooth be the heartless prayer, n… And the finest phrase falls dead if ther… Though perfect the player’s touch, littl…
Why do we grudge our sweets so to the li… Who, God knows, find at best too much o… And then with generous, open hands kneel… Unto the dead our all? Why do we pierce the warm hearts, sin or…
Sometimes I feel so passionate a yearni… For spiritual perfection here below, This vigorous frame, with healthful ferv… Seems my determined foe, So actively it makes a stern resistance,
If I should die, how kind you all would… In that strange hour I would not have o… There are no words too beautiful to say Of one who goes forevermore away Across that ebbing tide which has no flo…
I am troubled to-night with a curious pa… It is not of the flesh, it is not of the… Nor yet of a heart that is breaking: But down still deeper, and out of sight— In the place where the soul and the body…
I said this morning, as I leaned and th… My shutters open to the Spring’s surpri… ‘Tell me, O Earth, how is it that in yo… Year after year the same fresh feelings… How do you keep your young exultant glee…
Why do we pity those who weep? The pain That finds a ready outlet in the flow Of salt and bitter tears is blessed woe, And does not need our sympathies. The r… But fits the shorn field for new yield o…
Whoever was begotten by pure love, And came desired and welcome into life, Is of immaculate conception. He Whose heart is full of tenderness and tr… Who loves mankind more than he loves him…
Let there be many windows to your soul, That all the glory of the universe May beautify it. Not the narrow pane Of one poor creed can catch the radiant… That shine from countless sources. Tear…
When first I looked upon the face of Pa… I shrank repelled, as one shrinks from a… Who stands with dagger poised, as for a… I was in search of Pleasure and of Gain… I turned aside to let him pass: in vain;
The impulse of all love is to create. God was so full of love, in his embrace He clasped the empty nothingness of spac… And low! the solar system! High in stat… The mighty sun sat, so supreme and great
One time in Arcadie’s fair bowers There met a bright immortal band, To choose their emblems from the flowers That made an Eden of that land. Sweet Constancy, with eyes of hope,
Life is too short for any vain regrettin… Let dead delight bury its dead, I say, And let us go upon our way forgetting The joys and sorrows of each yesterday Between the swift sun’s rising and its s…
As the ambitious sculptor, tireless, lif… Chisel and hammer to the block at hand, Before my half-formed character I stand And ply the shining tools of mental gift… I’ll cut away a huge, unsightly side
It seemeth such a little way to me Across to that strange country—the Beyo… And yet, not strange, for it has grown t… The home of those of whom I am so fond, They make it seem familiar and most dear…
The saddest hour of anguish and of loss Is not that season of supreme despair When we can find no least light anywhere To gild the dread, black shadow of the… Not in that luxury of sorrow when
Show me the way that leads to the true l… I do not care what tempests may assail m… I shall be given courage for the strife; I know my strength will not desert or fa… I know that I shall conquer in the fray…
I into life so full of love was sent That all the shadows which fall on the w… Of every human being could not stay, But fled before the light my spirit lent… I saw the world through gold and crimson…
Build on resolve, and not upon regret, The structure of thy future. Do not gr… Among the shadows of old sins, but let Thine own soul’s light shine on the path… And dissipate the darkness. Waste no t…
I, at Eleusis, saw the finest sight, When early morning’s banners were unfurl… From high Olympus, gazing on the world, The ancient gods once saw it with deligh… Sad Demeter had in a single night
There is a courage, a majestic thing That springs forth from the brow of pain… Minerva-like, and dares all dangers know… And all the threatening future yet may b… Crowned with the helmet of great sufferi…
Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone. For the sad old earth must borrow its mi… But has trouble enough of its own. Sing, and the hills will answer;
The year outgrows the spring it thought… And clasps the summer with a new delight… Yet wearied, leaves her languors and her… When cool-browed autumn dawns upon his s… The tree outgrows the bud’s suggestive g…
Come, cuddle your head on my shoulder, d… Your head like the golden-rod, And we will go sailing away from here To the beautiful land of Nod. Away from life’s hurry, and flurry, and…
In the still jungle of the senses lay A tiger soundly sleeping, till one day A bold young hunter chanced to come that… ‘How calm,’ he said, ‘that splendid crea… I long to rouse him into swift surprise!…
Only a simple rhyme of love and sorrow, Where “blisses” rhymed with “kisses,” “h… Yet, reading it, new strength I seemed… To live on bravely and to do my part. A little rhyme about a heart that’s blee…
I may not reach the heights I seek, My untried strength may fail me; Or, halfway up the mountain peak Fierce tempests may assail me. But though that place I never gain,
Methinks ofttimes my heart is like some… That goes forth through the summer day a… And gathers honey from all growing thing… In garden plot, or on the clover lea. When the long afternoon grows late, and…
There is a haunting phantom called Regr… A shadowy creature robed somewhat like w… But fairer in the face, whom all men kno… By her said mien, and eyes forever wet. No heart would seek her; but once having…
Let me lean hard upon the Eternal Breas… In all earth’s devious ways, I sought f… And found it not. I will be strong, sai… And lean upon myself. I will not cry And importune all heaven with my complai…
Because of the fullness of what I had, All that I have seems poor and vain. If I had not been happy, I were not sad… Tho’ my salt is savorless, why complain? From the ripe perfection of what was min…
I saw the day lean o’er the world’s shar… And peer into night’s chasm, dark and da… High in his hand he held a blazing lamp, Then dropped it and plunged headlong dow… With lurid splendor that swift paled to…
Through rivers of veins on the nameless… The tide of my life goes hurriedly sweep… Till it reaches that curious wheel o’ th… The human heart, which is never at rest. Faster, faster, it cries, and leaping,
Quite carelessly I turned the newsy she… A song I sang, full many a year ago, Smiled up at me, as in a busy street One meets an old-time friend he used to… So full it was, that simple little song,
The hurry of the times affects us so In this swift rushing hour, we crowd and… And thrust each other backward as we go, And do not pause to lay sufficient stres… Upon that good, strong, true word, Earn…
I strolled last eve across the lonely do… One solitary picture struck my eye: A distant ploughboy stood against the sk… How far he seemed above the noisy town! Upon the bosom of a cloud the sod
He who possesses virtue at its best, Or greatness in the true sense of the wo… Has one day started even with that herd Whose swift feet now speed, but at sin’s… It is the same force in the human breast
In the dark night, from sweet refreshing… I wake to hear outside my window-pane The uncurbed fury of the wild spring rai… And weird winds lashing the defiant deep… And roar of floods that gather strength…
Some cawing Crows, a hooting Owl, A Hawk, a Canary, an old Marsh-Fowl, One day all meet together To hold a caucus and settle the fate Of a certain bird (without a mate),
