Do you want to peep into Bedlam T… Then come with me, when the day sw… Into the cradle, whose rockers rim… Some people call the horizon dim. All the mischief of all the fates

I gave a beggar from my little sto… Of well-earned gold. He spent th… And came again, and yet again, sti… And hungry, as before. I gave a thought, and through that…

Oh hush, little baby, thy papa’s a… The big billows rock him as mamma… He hastes to his dear ones o’er bi… Then sleep, little darling, till p… Sleep, little baby; hush, little b…

Let me look always forward. Never… Was I not formed for progress? Ot… With onward pointing feet and sear… Would God have set me squarely on… Up which we all must labour with l…

I look to Science for the cure of… To patient righting of a thousand… To final healing of a thousand ill… Blind runner now, and cruel egotis… It yet leads on to more than morta…

There is a certain castle that is… And plants, and birds, and pretty… But alas! for the unhappy folks wh… A dreadful ogre haunts the house a… Some day I fear will find them de…

There is grief in the cup! I saw a proud mother set wine on t… The eyes of her son sparkled brigh… The ruddy stream into the glass in… The cup was of silver; the lady wa…

Don’t drink, boys, don’t! There is nothing of happiness, ple… In brandy, in whiskey, in rum, ale… If they cheer you when drunk, you… In headaches and crossness the fol…

Over and over the task was set, Over and over I slighted the work… But ever and alway I knew that ye… I must face and finish the toil I… Over and over the whip of pain

Above the din of commerce, above t… Of labor disputing with riches, of… Above the hurry and hustle and roa… Where men are fighting for riches.… I see no savage host, I hear no m…

Quite carelessly I turned the new… A song I sang, full many a year a… Smiled up at me, as in a busy stre… One meets an old-time friend he us… So full it was, that simple little…

I will paint you a sign, rumseller… And hang it above your door; A truer and better signboard Than ever you had before. I will paint with the skill of a m…

Where are the temperance people? Well, scattered here and there: Some gathering in their produce To show at the autumn fair; Some threshing wheat for market,

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

All love that has not friendship f… Is like a mansion built upon the s… Though brave its walls as any in t… And its tall turrets lift their he… Though skillful and accomplished a…