We will be what we could be. Do not say… “It might have been, had not this, or th… No fate can keep us from the chosen way; He only might who is. We will do what we could do. Do not dre…

Oh! that is a beautiful land, I wis, The land of the Gone-away Souls. Yes, a lovelier region by far than this (Though this is a world most fair). The goodliest goal of all good goals,

’Twixt what thou art, and what thou woul… No “If” arise on which to lay the blame… Man makes a mountain of that puny word, But, like a blade of grass before the sc… It falls and withers when a human will,

Over the banisters bends a face, Daringly sweet and beguiling. Somebody stands in careless grace, And watches the picture, smiling. The light burns dim in the hall below,

I left the farm when mother died and cha… To daughter Susie’s stylish house right… And there was them before I came that s… How I would find the town folks’ ways s… They said I’d have no comfort in the ru…

GOOD-BY to the cradle, the dear woode… The rude hand of Progress has thrust it… No more to its motion, o’er Sleep’s fai… Our play-weary wayfarers peacefully glid… No more by the rhythm of slow-moving roc…

Though with gods the world is cumbered, Gods unnamed, and gods unnumbered, Never god was known to be Who had not his devotee. So I dedicate to mine,

I dreamed a Voice, of one God-authorise… Cried loudly thro’ the world, ‘Disarm!… And there was consernation in the camps; And men who strutted under braid and lac… Beat on their medalled breasts, and wail…

I think men’s great capacity for pain Proves his immortal birthright. I am su… No merely human mind could bear the stra… Of some tremendous sorrows we endure. Art’s most ingenious breastworks fail at…

They tell me new methods now govern the… The modes of expression have changed wit… That low is the rank of the poet who use… The old-fashioned verse with intentional… And quite out of date, too, is rhythmica…

‘What’s in a glass of wine?’ There, set the glass where I can look w… Now listen to me, friend, while I begin And tell you what I see– What I behold with my far-reaching eyes…

A little time agone, a few brief years, And there was peace within our beauteous… Peace, and a prosperous people, and no f… Of war and its disorders. Pleasure was ruling goddess of our land;…

Dear Love, where the red lilies blossom… The white snows are falling; And all through the woods where I wande… The loud winds are calling; And the robin that piped to us tune upon…

As I go and shop, sir! If a car I stop, sir! Where you chance to sit, And you want to read, sir! Never mind or heed, sir!