#Pennsylvania
One sail in sight upon the lonely… And only one, God knows! For neve… But mine broke through the icy gat… These waters, greater grown than a… We left the shores of England. We…
Hours fly, Flowers die: New days, New ways: Pass by!
Home, for my heart still calls me; Home, through the danger zone; Home, whatever befalls me, I will sail again to my own! Wolves of the sea are hiding
The heavenly hills of Holland,— How wondrously they rise Above the smooth green pastures Into the azure skies! With blue and purple hollows,
Waking from tender sleep, My neighbour’s little child Put out his baby hand to me, Looked in my face, and smiled. It seemed as if he came
What hast thou done, O womanhood… Mother and daughter, sister, sweet… What hast thou done, amid this fat… To prove the pride of thine inheri… In this fair land of freedom and r…
“Lights out” along the land, “Lights out” upon the sea. The night must put her hiding hand O’er peaceful towns where children… And peaceful ships that darkly cre…
Oh, gallantly they fared forth in… America’s crusading host of warrio… They battled for the rights of man… And now they’re coming home to us… Oh, it’s home again, and home agai…
Once, only once, I saw it clear,… That Eden every human heart has d… A hundred times, but always far aw… Ah, well do I remember how it see… Through the still atmosphere
Not to the swift, the race: Not to the strong, the fight: Not to the righteous, perfect grac… Not to the wise, the light. But often faltering feet
I never thought again to hear The Oxford thrushes singing clear… Amid the February rain, Their sweet, indomitable strain. A wintry vapor lightly spreads
The gabled roofs of old Malines Are russet red and gray and green, And o’er them in the sunset hour Looms, dark and huge, St. Rombold… High in that rugged nest concealed…
Yours is a garden of old—fashioned… Joyous children delight to play th… Weary men find rest in its bowers, Watching the lingering light of da… Old—time tunes and young love’s la…
“Christ of the Andes,” Christ of… Great lover of the hills, the open… And patient lover of impatient men Who blindly strive and sin and str… Thou Living Word, larger than any…
I put my heart to school In the world, where men grow wise, “Go out,” I said, “and learn the… Come back when you win a prize.” My heart came back again:
