Under the snow, in the dark and the cold… A pale little sprout was humming; Sweetly it sang, ’neath the frozen mould… Of the beautiful days that were coming. “How foolish your songs!” said a lump of…

Oh, I have dreams. I sometimes dream o… In the full meaning of that splendid wor… Its subtle music which few men have hear… Though all may hear it, sounding through… Its mountain heights by mystic breezes k…

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 master,

In England, there are wrongs no doubt, Which should be righted; so men say, Who seek to weed earth’s garden out, And give the roses right of way; Yes, right of way, to fruit and rose,

When your love begins to wane, Spare me from the cruel pain Of all speech that tells me so - Spare me words, for I shall know, By the half-averted eyes,

Woman, sitting at your ease, In the midst of luxuries, Bound by chains of selfishness, With no aim but ‘how to dress,’ Does the thought ne’er come to you

Alone I climb the steep ascending path Which leads to knowledge. In the babbli… That hurry after, shouting to the world Small fragments of large truths, there i… Who comprehends my purpose, or who sees

I into life so full of love was sent That all the shadows which fall on the w… Of every human being could not stay, But fled before the light my spirit lent… I saw the world through gold and crimson…

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

Oh! we love all the French, and we spea… As along through France we go. But the moments to us that are keen and… Are the ones when our khaki boys we meet… Stalwart and handsome and trim and neat;

Soar not too high, O bird of Hope! Because the skies are fair; The tempest may come on apace And overcome thee there. When far above the mountain tops

Bohemia, o’er thy unatlassed borders How many cross, with half-reluctant feet… And unformed fears of dangers and disord… To find delights, more wholesome and mor… Than ever yet were known to the “elite.”

In the still jungle of the senses lay A tiger soundly sleeping, till one day A bold young hunter chanced to come that… ‘How calm,’ he said, ‘that splendid crea… I long to rouse him into swift surprise!…