It is done! Clang of bell and roar of gun Send the tidings up and down. How the belfries rock and reel! How the great guns, peal on peal,

HARRIET BEECHER STOWE’S… THE tall, sallow guardsmen their… Flaming out in their violet, yello… And behind go the lackeys in crims… And the chamberlains gorgeous in v…

As a guest who may not stay Long and sad farewells to say Glides with smiling face away, Of the sweetness and the zest Of thy happy life possessed

FRANCONIA FROM THE P… Once more, O Mountains of the No… Your brows, and lay your cloudy ma… And once more, ere the eyes that s… Uplift against the blue walls of t…

I spread a scanty board too late; The old-time guests for whom I wa… Come few and slow, methinks, to-da… Ah! who could hear my messages Across the dim unsounded seas

O’er the bare woods, whose outstre… Plead with the leaden heavens in v… I see, beyond the valley lands, The sea’s long level dim with rain… Around me all things, stark and du…

My lady walks her morning round, My lady’s page her fleet greyhound… My lady’s hair the fond winds stir… And all the birds make songs for h… Her thrushes sing in Rathburn bow…

A beautiful and happy girl, With step as light as summer air, Eyes glad with smiles, and brow of… Shadowed by many a careless curl Of unconfined and flowing hair;

Blossom and greenness, making all The winter birthday tropical, And the plain Quaker parlors gay, Have gone from bracket, stand, and… We saw them fade, and droop, and f…

Leagues north, as fly the gull and… Point Judith watches with eye of… Leagues south, thy beacon flames,… Lonely and wind-shorn, wood-forsak… With never a tree for Spring to w…

They left their home of summer eas… Beneath the lowland’s sheltering t… To seek, by ways unknown to all, The promise of the waterfall. Some vague, faint rumor to the val…

Long since, a dream of heaven I h… And still the vision haunts me oft… I see the saints in white robes cl… The martyrs with their palms aloft… But hearing still, in middle song,

‘Let there be light!’ God spake o… And over chaos dark and cold, And through the dead and formless… Of nature, life and order came. Faint was the light at first that…

I SAID I stood upon thy grave, My Mother State, when last the mo… Of blossoms clomb the skies of Ju… And, scattering ashes on my head, I wore, undreaming of relief,

Oh, dwarfed and wronged, and stain… Behold! thou art a woman still! And, by that sacred name and dear, I bid thy better self appear. Still, through thy foul disguise,…