One moment alone in the garden, Under the August skies; The moon had gone but the stars sh… Shone like your beautiful eyes. Away from the glitter and gaslight…

In Nature’s bright blossoms not a… That strange subtle essence more r… Which lies in the hearts of carnat… That unexplained something by men… Though modest the flower, yet grea…

Begin each morning with a talk to… And ask for your divine inheritanc… Of usefulness, contentment, and su… Resign all fear, all doubt, and al… The stars doubt not, and they are…

In the warm yellow smile of the mo… She stands at the lattice pane, And watches the strong young binde… Stride down to the fields of grain… And she counts them over and over

I think I hear the sound of horse… Beating upon the graveled avenue. Go to the window that looks on the… He would not let me die alone, I… Back to the couch the patient watc…

How does Love speak? In the faint flush upon the tell-t… And in the pallor that succeeds it… The quivering lid of an averted ey… The smile that proves the parent t…

We cannot choose our sorrows. One… Who, reverent of soul, and strong… Cried, ‘God, though Thou shouldst… Yet will I praise thy everlasting… Beggared, my faith would never hal…

Oh! the earth is full of sinning And of trouble and of woe, But the devil makes an inning Every time we say it’s so. And the way to set him scowling,

I am troubled to-night with a curi… It is not of the flesh, it is not… Nor yet of a heart that is breakin… But down still deeper, and out of… In the place where the soul and th…

Our lives are songs. God writes t… And we set them to music at pleasu… And the song grows glad, or sweet,… As we choose to fashion the measur… We must write the music, whatever…

Uncle Rob says: Once the daisies all were white, Till a baby fellow Ate his supper down one night, And stained his face all yellow.

AIR-'O SUSANNAH!’ Ye soldiers in the temperance caus… Our work is but begun. Oh! sit not down in idleness And think the field is won.

By the castle-gate my lady stands, Viewing broad acres and spreading… Hill and valley and mead and plain Are all her own, with their wealth… In the richest of rich robes she i…

Now ere I slept, my prayer had be… To do the will of Christ, our Lor… And with this prayer upon my lips… But suddenly the world of night a… From forest, and from slaughter ho…

The Poker proposed to the shovel That they should be man and wife, ‘I think,’ said he, ‘that we could… As we journey along through life.’ The Shovel blushed as she answere…