O, thy bright eyes must answer now… When Reason, with a scornful brow… Is mocking at my overthrow! O, thy sweet tongue must plead for… And tell why I have chosen thee!

Death! that struck when I was mos… In my certain faith of joy to be — Strike again, Time’s withered bra… From the fresh root of Eternity! Leaves, upon Time’s branch, were…

The wind was rough which tore That leaf from its parent tree The fate was cruel which bore The withering corpse to me We wander on we have no rest

No coward soul is mine No trembler in the world’s storm—t… I see Heaven’s glories shine And Faith shines equal arming me… O God within my breast

Ah! why, because the dazzling sun Restored our Earth to joy, Have you departed, every one, And left a desert sky? All through the night, your glorio…

Riches I hold in light esteem; And Love I laugh to scorn; And lust of fame was but a dream That vanished with the morn: And if I pray, the only prayer

Cold in the earth—and the deep sno… Far, far removed, cold in the drea… Have I forgot, my only Love, to l… Severed at last by Time’s all—sev… Now, when alone, do my thoughts no…

How beautiful the earth is still, To thee —how full of happiness! How little fraught with real ill, Or unreal phantoms of distress! How spring can bring thee glory, y…

Mild the mist upon the hill Telling not of storms tomorrow; No, the day has wept its fill, Spent its store of silent sorrow. O, I’m gone back to the days of y…

High waving heather 'neath stormy… Midnight and moonlight and bright… Darkness and glory rejoicingly ble… Earth rising to heaven and heaven… Man’s spirit away from its drear d…

Oh, for the time when I shall sle… Without identity, And never care how rain may steep, Or snow may cover me! No promised heaven these wild desi…