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The Old Year groaned as he trudge… His guilty shadow black on the sno… And the heart of the glad New Yea… At the road Time bade him go. “O Gaffer Time, is it blood-road…
AT last, at last the Crescent Falls back before the Cross. Great spirits, incandescent With longing and with loss, Gleam from the clouds, crusaders
And what of thee, O Lincoln’s La… Is darkening above the Sunset Sea… Vowed Champion of Liberty, deplum… Thy war-crest, bow thy knee, Before God answer thee.
THE fragrant air is full of down, Of floating, fleecy things From some forgotten fairy town Where all the folk wear wings. Or else the snowflakes, soft array…
Must I, who walk alone, Come on it still, This Puck of plants The wise would do away with, The sunshine slants
LIFE is a trifle; Honor is all; Shoulder the rifle; Answer the call. ‘A nation of traders’!
OH, what is Christ, that we shoul… Wasted Armenia, in her utter woe, Dies in the mocking desert, callin… Hyænas tear her children limb from… The clouds, soft dimpled once with…
IN seas far north, day after day We leaned upon the rail, engrossed In frolic fin and jewel spray And crystal headlands of the coast… Those beauties held so long in gaz…
THOU whose sunny heart outglows Arctic snows; Russia’s hearth-fire, cherishing Courage almost perishing; Torch that beacons oversea
NOT yet hath Nature, lovely colo… Bestirred her from creative dream… Soft flame upon the woods, 'nay,… One pleading maple-tip In carmine; all the waiting world…
How long, O Prince of Peace, how… Of this wild war that wraps the wo… Fed on earth’s glorious youth, hig… —O Chivalry of Hope!— With the cloudy host of the infide…
HEAVY hearts, your jubilee Droops about the Christmas Tree. Sudden sighs cut off the laughter, For a haunting pain comes after All your gallant glee,
THE wolf of want is howling At doors no angel keeps. Young Mary smiled on her Holy Ch… But many a mother weeps. The Kings of the East brought tre…
SHRUNKEN little bodies, pallid… Eyes of staring terror, innocence… Tiny bones that strew the sand of… —This upon our own star where Jes… Broken buds of April, is there an…
A PRAISE beyond all other prais… This nation holds in jealous trust… Who may approve himself, even in t… Swift days of destiny, the soul th… Above the turmoil of contending po…