What a terrible night! Does the N… The Night, with her black veil do… Like an ordained nun, know what li… That awful, motionless, snow-white… The winds seem crazed, and, wildly…

The New Year dawns again upon the… And all our land re-echoes with it… From east to west, from north to s… The sounds of merriment and goodly… With feast and revelry, with dance…

There are not many sins when once… In actions of evolving human souls Striving to reach high goals And falling backward into dust and… Some element we find that seems to…

On the sea of life they floated, Brothers twain in manhood’s pride, And the good ship 'Temperance’ bo… Safely o’er the stormy tide. Not a thought of rock or breaker,

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…

Why do we pity those who weep? Th… That finds a ready outlet in the f… Of salt and bitter tears is blesse… And does not need our sympathies.… But fits the shorn field for new y…

In Vanity Fair, as we bow and smi… As we talk of the opera after the… As we chat of fashion and fad and… We know we are playing a part toge… You know that the mirth she wears,…

There was a fair green garden slop… From the south-east side of the mo… And the earliest tint of the dawn… Down through its paths, from the d… The bluest skies and the reddest r…

If all the end of this continuous… Were simply to attain, How poor would seem the planning a… The endless urging and the hurried… Of body, heart, and brain!

They are waking, they are waking, In the east, and in the west; They are throwing wide their windo… And they see the dawn is breaking, And they quiver with unrest,

Nay, nay, Antonio! nay, thou shal… My Gracia, who hath so deserted m… Thou art my friend, but if thou do… I shall not hesitate to challenge… ‘Curse and forget her?’ So I migh…

I know it is early morning, And hope is calling aloud, And your heart is afire with Yout… To hurry along with the crowd. But linger a bit by the roadside,

Mother says, ‘Be in no hurry, Marriage oft means care and worry.… Auntie says, with manner grave, ‘Wife is synonym for slave.’ Father asks, in tones commanding,

I prayed for riches, and achieved… All that I touched turned into go… My cares were greater and my peace… When that wish came to pass. I prayed for glory, and I heard m…

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,