Never say aught in verse, or grave… That you in prose would hesitate t… Never in rhyme pretend to tears, u… True feeling sheds them in unfeign… Or some dream-grief, with such a m…

A Dealer, bewitched by gain-promi… Settled down near my Station, to… And to sell to, my men too! from w… Until then, I had screw’d just wh… And for this, to be sure, I so ha…

I SATE upon a lonely peak, A backwood river’s course to view, And watched the changing shadows f… Its liquid length of gleaming blue… Streaked by the crane slow gliding…

SPIRIT, that lookest from the s… Of truth’s white flock, next to th… Accept my reverence though but fee… And oh! My heart from thy example… Henceforth its being for worthiest…

POWER’S a cheat, success but tr… Even pleasure bears a sting; Still ’tis useless, useless sighin… Rather list to Hope replying— “The flowers must come again with…

MY beautiful! For beautiful thou… To me thy father, as the morning l… Which makes all common objects fre… Yea gives them out of the dun void… As they were newly fashion’d from…

HIS MIND alone is kingly who (t… But venerates of present things or… What he believeth good, kneeling t… Save God and Truth! Who awed not… And shadowy scheme of Life, but a…

Behold an Indian isle, reposed Upon the deep’€™s enamoured breast… Even like a royal bride, be-rosed With passion in her happy rest. Or, when the morn is there disclos…

A HEAVY and desolate sense of l… Is all the Past makes mine—and st… A cold contempt of Fortune’s stri… Despite the dread Of want of bread,

Thy purpose, heavenly stranger, wh… But Him, who linked thee to the s… Wherefore, in this our darkness, b… To must upon thee in thy high care… As of some wandering symphony from…

Disease was lurking in the cup! Disastrous folly mantling there! For promised joys he quaffed it up… And his were ruin and despair! Yes—so deceived he tasted first,

Words are deeds. The words we hea… May revolutionize or rear A mighty state. The words we read May be a spiritual deed Excelling any fleshly one,

Part I HOW wonderful are dreams! If the… As some have said, the thin disjoi… Of thoughts or feelings, long fore… All interweaving, set in ghostly a…

Long ere I knew thee—years of lov… A shape would gather from my dream… The soul-sweet influence of its ge… Into my heart, to thrill it to the… Then would I wake, with lonely he…

I hear thee, echo! And I start to… With a strange shock, as from amon… Thy voice, reverbering in swift mu… Dies down the stream, or with its… Blends whisperingly, until my boso…