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The strings of my heart were strun… And I laughed when the music fell… For he and Mirth played a joyful… And they played so loud that I co… The wailing and mourning of souls…
’Twixt what thou art, and what tho… No “If” arise on which to lay the… Man makes a mountain of that puny… But, like a blade of grass before… It falls and withers when a human…
We will be what we could be. Do n… ‘It might have been, had not this,… No fate can keep us from the chose… He only might who is. We will do what we could do. Do n…
We will be what we could be. Do n… “It might have been, had not this,… No fate can keep us from the chose… He only might who is. We will do what we could do. Do n…
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…
Oh, I know a certain lady who is… Yet she fills me with more terror… The little chills run up and down… Though she seems a gentle creature… And she has a thousand virtues and…
An idle rhyme of the summer time, Sweet, and solemn, and tender; Fair with the haze of the moon’s p… Bright with the sunset’s splendour… Summer and beauty over the lands -
Well, Mabel, ’tis over and ended—… The ball I wrote was to be; And oh! it was perfectly splendid—… If you could have been here to see… I’ve a thousand things to write yo…
Because of the fullness of what I… All that I have seems poor and va… If I had not been happy, I were n… Tho’ my salt is savorless, why com… From the ripe perfection of what w…
We have scores of temperance men, Bold and earnest, brave and true, Fighting with the tongue and pen, And we value what they do. But, my friends,
Said Willie to Tom ‘Let us hie a… To the wonderful Island of Endles… It lies off the border of ’No Sch… And abounds with pleasures, I und… There boys go swimming whenever th…
Thank Fate for foes! I hold mine… As valued friends. He cannot know The zest of life who runneth here His earthly race without a foe. I saw a prize, “Run,” cried my fr…
We are the Allies of God to-day, And the width of the earth is our… Let no man question or ask us why, As we speed to answer a wild world… Let no man hinder or ask us where,
I must do as you do? Your way I o… Is a very good way, and still, There are sometimes two straight r… One over, one under the hill. You are treading the safe and the…
As the ambitious sculptor, tireles… Chisel and hammer to the block at… Before my half-formed character I… And ply the shining tools of menta… I’ll cut away a huge, unsightly si…