The blue bell is the sweetest flow… That waves in summer air; Its blossoms have the mightiest po… To soothe my spirit’s care. There is a spell in purple heath

The day is done, the winter sun Is setting in its sullen sky; And drear the course that has been… And dim the hearts that slowly die… No star will light my coming night…

Loud without the wind was roaring Through th’ autumnal sky; Drenching wet, the cold rain pouri… Spoke of winter nigh. All too like that dreary eve,

All day I’ve toiled but not with… In learning’s golden mine And now at eventide again The moonbeams softly shine There is no snow upon the ground

The winter wind is loud and wild, Come close to me, my darling child… Forsake thy books, and mateless pl… And, while the night is gathering… We’ll talk its pensive hours away;…

Awaking morning laughs from heaven On golden summer’s forests green; And what a gush of song is given To welcome in that light serene. A fresh wind waves the clustering…

Love is like the wild rose-briar, Friendship like the holly-tree— The holly is dark when the rose—br… But which will bloom most constant… The wild rose-briar is sweet in sp…

There should be no despair for you While nightly stars are burning, While evening pours its silent dew And sunshine gilds the morning. There should be no despair —though…

Far, far away is mirth withdrawn 'Tis three long hours before the m… And I watch lonely, drearily — So come thou shade commune with me Deserted one! thy corpse lies cold

Silent is the house: all are laid… One alone looks out o’er the snow-… Watching every cloud, dreading eve… That whirls the wildering drift, a… Cheerful is the hearth, soft the m…

Hope was but a timid friend; She sat without the grated den, Watching how my fate would tend, Even as selfish—hearted men. She was cruel in her fear;