When I pass from earth away, Palsied though I be and gray, May my spirit keep so young That my failing, faltering tongue Frames that prayer so dear to me

The mighty conflict, which we call… Doth wear upon the body and the so… Our vital forces wasted in resista… So much there is to conquer and co… The rock which meets the billows w…

In books I read, how men have liv… With hopeless love deep in their b… While she for whom they long in se… Went on her way, nor guessed this… In real life, I never chanced to…

Born in the flesh, and bred in the… Some of us harbour still A New World pride: and we flaunt… The Spirit of Bunker Hill. We claim our place, as a separate…

There are ghosts in the room. As I sit here alone, from the dar… They come out of the gloom, And they stand at my side and they… There’s the ghost of a Hope

Not they who know the awful gibbet… Not they who, while sad years go b… The sunless cells of lonely prison… Do suffer fullest penalty for sin. ’Tis they who walk the highways un…

She must be honest, both in though… Of generous impulse, and above all… Not seeking praise, or place, or p… But life’s best blessings for her… Which means the best for all.

Here is a lock of his soft, dark h… And here are the letters he wrote… And the ring of gold that I used… Is here in the casket-see! I put them away ten years ago.

I knew it the first of the summer, I knew it the same at the end, That you and your love were plight… But couldn’t you be my friend? Couldn’t we sit in the twilight,

I am a river flowing from God’s s… Through devious ways. He mapped m… I cannot change it; mine alone the… To keep the waters free from grime… The winding river ends where it be…

In every part of the thrifty town, Whether my course be up or down, In lane, and alley, and avenue, Painted in yellow, and red, and bl… This side and that, east and west,

Maybe this is fun, sitting in the… With a book and parasol, as my An… While he dips his line in the ocea… Under the impression that his bait… ’Tis romantic, yes, but I must co…

We women teach our little sons how… And how ignoble blows are; school… Support our precepts and inoculate The growing minds with thoughts of… ‘Let dogs delight to bark and bite…

There is a courage, a majestic thi… That springs forth from the brow o… Minerva-like, and dares all danger… And all the threatening future yet… Crowned with the helmet of great s…

Here now, for evermore, our lives… My path leads there, and yours ano… What shall we do with this fond lo… It grows a heavier burden day by d… Hide it? In all earth’s caverns,…