O HOLY FATHER! just and true Are all Thy works and words and w… And unto Thee alone are due Thanksgiving and eternal praise! As children of Thy gracious care,

O Mother State! the winds of Mar… Blew chill o’er Auburn’s Field of… Where, slow, beneath a leaden arch Of sky, thy mourning children trod… And now, with all thy woods in lea…

O Norah, lay your basket down, And rest your weary hand, And come and hear me sing a song Of our old Ireland. There was a lord of Galaway,

Immortal love, forever full, Forever flowing free, Forever shared, forever whole, A never ebbing sea! Our outward lips confess the name

She came and stood in the Old Sou… A wonder and a sign, With a look the old-time sibyls wo… Half-crazed and half-divine. Save the mournful sackcloth about…

Poor and inadequate the shadow-pla… Of gain and loss, of waking and of… Against life’s solemn background n… At this late hour. Yet, not untha… I call to mind the fountains by th…

“ALL ready?” cried the captain; “Ay, ay!” the seamen said; “Heave up the worthless lubbers,— The dying and the dead.” Up from the slave-ship’s prison

THE wave is breaking on the shore… The echo fading from the chime; Again the shadow moveth o’er The dial-plate of time! O seer-seen Angel! waiting now

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…

Make, for he loved thee well, our… From wave and shore a low and long… For him, whose last look sought th… The unknown way from which no step… And ye, O ancient pine-trees, at…

Its windows flashing to the sky, Beneath a thousand roofs of brown, Far down the vale, my friend and… Beheld the old and quiet town; The ghostly sails that out at sea

God’s love and peace be with thee,… Soe’er this soft autumnal air Lifts the dark tresses of thy hair… Whether through city casements com… Its kiss to thee, in crowded rooms…

ANNIE and Rhoda, sisters twain, Woke in the night to the sound of… The rush of wind, the ramp and roa… Of great waves climbing a rocky sh… Annie rose up in her bed-gown whit…

HURRAH! the seaward breezes Sweep down the bay amain; Heave up, my lads, the anchor! Run up the sail again! Leave to the lubber landsmen

To-day the plant by Williams set Its summer bloom discloses; The wilding sweethrier of his pray… Is crowned with cultured roses. Once more the Island State repeat…