“Give me my bow,” said Robin Hood… “An arrow give to me; And where 't is shot mark thou tha… For there my grave shall be.” Then Little John did make no sign…

There was a certain gentleman, Be… Who lived way off in Germany a ma… And he was very fortunate in being… And so was very happy he was so. He warbled all the day

(FROM THE GERMAN OF M… O heart of mine! lift up thine eye… And see who in yon manger lies! Of perfect form, of face divine— It is the Christ-child, heart of…

Krinken was a little child,- It was summer when he smiled. Oft the hoary sea and grim Stretched its white arms out to hi… Calling, ‘Sun-child, come to me;

Good editor Dana—God bless him, w… Will soon be afloat on the main, Will be steaming away Through the mist and the spray To the sensuous climate of Spain.

Lie in my arms, Ailsie, my bairn,… Lie in my arms and dinna greit; Long time been past syn I kenned… But my harte been allwais the same… Ailsie, I colde not say you ill,

Sweetheart, be my sweetheart When birds are on the wing, When bee and bud and babbling floo… Bespeak the birth of spring, Come, sweetheart, be my sweetheart

Full many a sinful notion Conceived of foreign powers Has come across the ocean To harm this land of ours; And heresies called fashions

‘T is when the lark goes soaring And the bee is at the bud, When lightly dancing zephyrs Sing over field and flood; When all sweet things in nature

Strange that the city thoroughfare… Noisy and bustling all the day, Should with the night renounce its… And lend itself to children’s play… Oh, girls are girls, and boys are…

Silent, to-night, o’er Judah’s hi… Bend low the angel throng, No heavenly music fills the air Exultantly with song; Yet, close above the sin-scarred e…

I hear Thy voice, dear Lord; I hear it by the stormy sea When winter nights are black and w… And when, affright, I call to The… It calms my fears and whispers me,

Though care and strife Elsewhere be rife, Upon my word I do not heed ‘em; In bed I lie With books hard by,

Since Chloe is so monstrous fair, With such an eye and such an air, What wonder that the world complai… When she each am’rous suit disdain… Close to her mother’s side she cli…

Away down East where I was reared… There used to live a pretty girl w… And though it’s many years since l… And though I feel I’m sadly worn… Still, oftentimes, I think about…