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Dear friend, I pray thee, if thou… Thy strong regard for me, Make me no vows. Lip-service is n… Let thy faith speak for thee. Swear not to me that nothing can d…
We will lay our summer away, my fr… So tenderly lay it away. It was bright and sweet to the ver… Like one long, golden day. Nothing sweeter could come to me,
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:
(Suggested by the lives of Napole… ONE night was full of rapture and… Of reunited arms and swooning kiss… And all the unnamed and unnumbered… Which fond souls find in love of l…
Falling upon the frozen world last… I heard the slow beat of the Wint… Poor foolish drops, down-dripping… The ice-bound Earth but mocked th… Far better had the fixedness of wh…
Let me lean hard upon the Eternal… In all earth’s devious ways, I so… And found it not. I will be stron… And lean upon myself. I will not… And importune all heaven with my c…
Every morning, as I walk down From my dreary lodgings, toward th… I see at a window, near the street… The face of a woman, fair and swee… With soft brown eyes and chestnut…
As I go and shop, sir! If a car I stop, sir! Where you chance to sit, And you want to read, sir! Never mind or heed, sir!
I am a river flowing from God’s s… Through devious ways. He mapped… I cannot change it; mine alone the… To keep the waters free from grime… The winding river ends where it be…
Wherever the white man’s feet have… (Oh far does the white man stray) A bold road rifles the virginal so… And the forest wakes out of its dr… To yield him the right of way.
I and new love, in all its living… Sat vis-à-vis, while tender twilig… Went softly by us, treading as on… Then suddenly I saw within the ro… The old love, long since lying in…
Long have I searched, Cathedral s… To find a symbol, from the hand of… That gave the full expression (not… Of that ecstatic peace which follo… Life’s pain and passion. Strange…
You will be what you will to be; Let failure find its false content In that poor word “environment,” But spirit scorns it, and is free. It masters time, it conquers space…
“Genius, a man’s weapon, a woman’s… Dear God! there is no sadder fate… Than to be burdened so that you ca… Sit down contented with the common… Of happy mother and devoted wife.
I am troubled to-night with a curi… It is not of the flesh, it is not… Nor yet of a heart that is breakin… But down still deeper, and out of… In the place where the soul and th…