Children Pray dearest mother if you please Cut up your double-curded cheese, The oldest of the brotherhood. It’s ripe, no doubt and nicely goo…

On this thy natal day permit a fri… A brother - with thy joys his own… In all gladness he would wish to s… As willing in thy griefs a part to… Meekly attend the ways of higher h…

BEYOND where billows roll or te… Is gone the gentlest of the gentle… —Her brittle bark on life’s wild o… Unequal to the conflict soon was l… Severe her sufferings! much, alas,…

’Twas summer, when softly the bree… And Hudson majestic so sweetly wa… The groves rang with music & a… And nature in rapture beat time to… When Helen and Jonas, so true and…

Her little bark on Life’s wide Oc… In the unequal struggle soon was l… Severe its conflict! Much alas it… Then sunk beneath the storm and ro… But when th’ Archangels clarion s…

’Twas the night before Christmas,… Not a creature was stirring, not e… The stockings were hung by the chi… In hopes that St. Nicholas soon w… The children were nestled all snug…

In long gone years a fox and crane Were bound in friendship’s golden… Whene’er they met, the fox would b… And madame Crane would curtsie lo… —My lovely Crane how do you do?

An elegy on the death of MONT… The sweetest, gentlest, of the you… Here lies his clay cold upon the s… He scarce had started on life’s va… For dreary death arrested his care…

Believe me, dear patrons, I have… Without any compass, or planet or… My dear native village I scarcely… So I’ll hie to my hive like the t… Hail home! sacred home! to my soul…

I rise when I please, when I plea… Nor seek, what I care not a rush… The rattle called wealth I have l… Nor aim to be either important or… Let women & children & chi…

Hail sov’reign love that first beg… The scheme to rescue fallen man; Hail matchless, free, eternal grac… That gave my soul a Hiding-Place. Against the God that rules the sk…

Master Timmy brisk and airy Blythe as Oberon the fairy On thy head thy cousin wishes Thousand and ten thousand blisses. Never may thy wicket ball

The legislators pass along A solemn, self-important throng! Just raised from the common mass, They feel themselves another class… —But let them in the sunshine play

Translation of a letter from a ten… My very good landlady, Mistress V… (For the tears that o’erwhelm me… I know that I promis’d you hogs t… (But who knows his destiny? Certa…

Take the name of the swain, a forl… Who was chang’d to a flow’r for ad… A part deem’d essential in each la… With what maidens cry when they wi… A lullabye carriage, soft, cozy an…