This is the way of it, wide world… One is beloved, and one is the lov… One gives and the other receives. One lavishes all in a wild emotion… One offers a smile for a life’s de…

In a land beyond sight or conceivi… In a land where no blight is, no w… No darkness, no graves, and no gri… There lies the great ocean of song… And its waves, oh, its waves unbeh…

The stork flew over a town one day… And back of each wing an infant la… One to a rich man’s home he brough… And one he left at a labourer’s co… The rich man said, ‘My son shall…

Love breathed a secret to her list… And said “Be silent.” Though she… And dwelt as one within a world ap… Yet sun and star seemed by that se… And where she passed, each whisper…

Sit still, I say, and dispense wi… I hurt your wrists? Well, you hav… It is time you found out that all… Nor toys to be used as your mood m… I will not let go of your hands, n…

Uncle Rob says, That once on a time the fire flies Were stars with the others up in t… They used to shimmer, and dance an… Night after night in the Milky Wa…

Of all the blessings which my life… I value most, and most praise God… Want, Loneliness and Pain, those… Who, masquerade in the garb of foe… For many a year, and filled my hea…

Each day that I live I am persuad… A maxim I long have believed in,… Each day I grow firmer in this, m… Strong drink causes half the world… Do I take up a paper, I read of a…

God measures souls by their capaci… For entertaining his best Angel,… Who loveth most is nearest kin to… Who is all Love, or Nothing. He who sits

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…

Why do we grudge our sweets so to… Who, God knows, find at best too… And then with generous, open hands… Unto the dead our all? Why do we pierce the warm hearts,…

Toward even when the day leans dow… To kiss the upturned face of night… Out just beyond the loud-voiced to… I know a spot of calm delight. Like crimson arrows from a quiver

Don’t bring into the lodge-room Anger, and spite, and pride. Drop at the gate of the temple The strife of the world outside. Forget all your cares and trials,

Always at sea I think about the d… On barques invisible they seem to… The self-same course; and from the… Then I recall old words that they… And see their faces etched upon th…