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I know not whence I came, I know not whither I go; But the fact stands clear that I… In this world of pleasure and woe. And out of the mist and murk
Show me the way that leads to the… I do not care what tempests may as… I shall be given courage for the s… I know my strength will not desert… I know that I shall conquer in th…
In golden youth when seems the ear… A Summer-land of singing mirth, When souls are glad and hearts are… And not a shadow lurks in sight, We do not know it, but there lieu
I loved a maiden, long ago, She held within her hand my fate; And in the ruddy sunset glow We lingered at the garden gate. The splendor of the western skies
Time flies. The swift hours hurr… And speed us on to untried ways; New seasons ripen, perish, die, And yet love stays. The old, old love– like sweet at f…
As we hurry away to the end, my fr… Of this sad little farce called ex… We are sure that the future will b… And that is the grave in the dista… And so when our lives run along al…
‘What’s in a glass of wine?’ There, set the glass where I can… Now listen to me, friend, while I… And tell you what I see– What I behold with my far-reachin…
The sweet young Spring walks over… It flushes and glows on moor and l… The birds are singing in careless… The brook flows cheerily on to the… And I know that the flowers are b…
Somebody’s baby was buried to-day… The empty white hearse from the gr… And the morning somehow seemed les… As I paused on the sidewalk while… And a shadow seemed drawn o’er the…
I saw a maid with her chivalrous l… He was both tender and true; He kissed her lips, vowing over an… ‘Darling, I worship you.’ Sing, sing, bird of the spring,
Oh life is wonderful,' she said, ‘And all my world is bright; Can Paradise show fairer skies, Or more effulgent light?’ (Speak lower, lower, mortal heart,
[On the election of the Roman Emperor Maximus, by the Senate, A.D. 238, a powerful army, headed by the Thracian giant Maximus, laid siege to Aquileia. Though poorly prepared for war, t...
I saw two youths: both were fair i… They had set out foot to foot in l… But one said to the other, ‘I say… You are going a little too slow; The world will look on, and say, ’…
There’s many a house of grandeur, With turret, tower and dome, That knows not peace or comfort, And does not prove a home. I do not ask for splendor
Day’s sweetest moments are at dawn… Refreshed by his long sleep, the… Kisses the languid lips of Night, Ere she can rise and hasten on. All glowing from his dreamless res…
