Tomps 'ud allus haf to say Somepin’ ‘bout ’his mother’s way.'… _He_ lived hard-like—never jined Any church of any kind.— 'It was Mother’s way,' says he,

Because her eyes were far too deep And holy for a laugh to leap Across the brink where sorrow trie… To drown within the amber tide; Because the looks, whose ripples k…

My father’s halls, so rich and rar… Are desolate and bleak and bare; My father’s heart and halls are on… Since I, their life and light, am… O, valiant knight, with hand of st…

When snow is here, and the trees l… And the knuckled twigs are gloved… When the breath congeals in the dr… And the old pathway to the barn is… When the rooster’s crow is sad to…

They rode right out of the morning… A glimmering, glittering cavalcade Of knights and ladies and every on… In princely sheen arrayed; And the king of them all, O he ro…

I saw a man—and envied him beside— Because of this world’s goods he h… But even as I envied him, he died… And left me envious of him no more… I saw another man—and envied still…

What is it in old fiddle-chunes 'a… And ripples up my backbone tel I’… Kindo’ like that sweet-sick feelin… The first you ever swung in, with… Yer first picnic—yer first ice-cre…

Dexery-tethery! down in the dike, Under the ooze and the slime, Nestles the wraith of a reticent… Blubbering bubbles of rhyme: Though the reeds touch him and tic…

The Town Karnteel—! It’s who’ll… Its praises jushtifiable? For who can sing av anything So lovely and reliable? Whin Summer, Spring, or Winter l…

On old Brandywine—about Where White’s Lots is now laid ou… And the old crick narries down To the ditch that splits the town—… Kingry’s Mill stood. Hardly see

Iry an’ Billy an’ Jo!— Iry an’ Billy’s _the boys_, An’ _Jo’s_ their _dog_, you know,… Their pictures took all in a row. Bet they kin kick up a noise—

Close the book and dim the light, I shall read no more to-night. No—I am not sleepy, dear— Do not go: sit by me here In the darkness and the deep

When Old Folks they wuz young lik… An’ little as you an’ me Them wuz the best times ever wuz Er ever goin’ to be!

The kind of a man for you and me! He faces the world unflinchingly, And smites, as long as the wrong r… With a knuckled faith and force li… He lives the life he is preaching…

The Beautiful City! Forever Its rapturous praises resound; We fain would behold it—but never A glimpse of its dory is found: We slacken our lips at the tender