Just as I shape the purport of my… Lord of the Universe, shape Thou… Let each ill thought that in my he… Mould circumstance and bring ill l… Until I weed the garden of my min…

Though you see no banded army, Though you hear no cannons rattle, We are in a mighty contest, We are fighting a great battle. We are few, but we are right:

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

A vision beauteous as the morn, With heavenly eyes and tresses str… Slow glided o’er a field late shor… Where walked a poet idly dreaming. He saw her, and joy lit his face.

Whatever is a cruel wrong, Whatever is unjust, The honest years that speed along Will trample in the dust. In restless youth I railed at fat…

Here, in the heart of the world, Here, in the noise and the din, Here, where our spirits were hurle… To battle with sorrow and sin, This is the place and the spot

A trusting little leaf of green, A bold audacious frost; A rendezvous, a kiss or two, And youth for ever lost. Ah, me!

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…

Be careful what rubbish you toss i… On outgoing billows it drifts from… But back on the incoming waves it… And land at your threshold again b… Be careful what rubbish you toss i…

My soul is like a poor caged bird… Beating its wings against the pris… Longing to reach the outer world o… And, all untrammelled, soar among… Wild, mighty thoughts struggle wit…

There are curious isles in the Ri… Curious isles without number. We’ll visit them all as we leisure… Down the winding stream whose curr… In our beautiful barge of Slumber…

Now God be with the men who stand In Legislative halls, to-day. Those chosen princes of our land— May God be with them all, I say, And may His wisdom, guide, and sh…

Thou Christ of mine, Thy gracious… Through these glad New Year days, To catch the countless prayers to… For e’en hard hearts do raise Some secret wish for fame, or gold…

God bless the hero of my song! Six years the chieftain of our St… We’ve held him, in our hearts, so… And proved him good, and true, and… That now, we could not let him go,

The Needle and Thread one day wer… The Thimble acted as priest, A paper of Pins, and the Scissors… Were among the guests at the feast… That dandy trim the Bodkin slim