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…

Every morning, as I walk down From my dreary lodgings, toward th… I see at a window, near the street… The face of a woman, fair and swee… With soft brown eyes and chestnut…

Sometimes she seems so helpless an… So full of sweet unreason and so w… So prone to some capricious whim o… Now gay, now tearful, and now ange… By her strange moods of waywardnes…

To-night when I came from the clu… Under the gaslight I saw a face– A woman’s face! and I swear to he… It looked like the ghastly ghost o… And Grace? why, Grace was fair; a…

The subtle beauty of this day Hangs o’er me like a fairy spell, And care and grief have flown away… And every breeze sings, “all is we… I ask, “Holds earth or sin, or wo…

Whatever the task that comes your… Just take it as part of your luck. Look it right square in the eyes,… ‘This is my

Through rivers of veins on the nam… The tide of my life goes hurriedly… Till it reaches that curious wheel… The human heart, which is never at… Faster, faster, it cries, and leap…

Let there be many windows to your… That all the glory of the universe May beautify it. Not the narrow p… Of one poor creed can catch the ra… That shine from countless sources.…

If I should die, how kind you all… In that strange hour I would not… There are no words too beautiful t… Of one who goes forevermore away Across that ebbing tide which has…

The year has but one June, dear f… The year has but one June; And when that perfect month doth e… The robin’s song, though loud, tho… Seems never quite in tune.

I prayed for riches, and achieved… All that I touched turned into go… My cares were greater and my peace… When that wish came to pass. I prayed for glory, and I heard m…

Came a bouquet from the city, Fragrant, rich and debonair - Sweet carnation and geraniium, Heliotrope and roses rare. Down beside the crystal river,

The stork flew over a town one day… And back of each wing an infant la… One to a rich man’€™s home he brou… And one he left at a labourer’€™s… The rich man said, '€˜My son shal…

Think of it, think of it over the… Thousands of men to-day march on t… Think how the sun shines on fields… How the air chokes, with the canno… How in the shadows, perchance, of…

It is easy enough to be pleasant, When life flows by like a song, But the man worth while is one who… When everything goes dead wrong. For the test of the heart is troub…