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We will lay our summer away, my fr… So tenderly lay it away. It was bright and sweet to the ver… Like one long, golden day. Nothing sweeter could come to me,
We love but once. The great gold… From dawn to eventide doth cast hi… But the full splendour of his perf… Is reached but once throughout the… We love but once. The waves, wit…
Let the dream go. Are there not o… In vastness of clouds hid from thy… That yet shall gild with beautiful… And shoot the shadows through and… What matters one lost vision of th…
Well, how has it been with you sin… That last strange time of a hundre… When we met to swear that we could… I your caresses, and you my rhymes… The rhyme of my lays that rang lik…
Now what were the words of Jesus, And what would He pause and say, If we were to meet in home or stre… The Lord of the world to-day? Oh, I think He would pause and sa…
They tell me new methods now gover… The modes of expression have chang… That low is the rank of the poet w… The old-fashioned verse with inten… And quite out of date, too, is rhy…
Ah yes, I love you, and with all… Just as a weaker woman loves her o… Better than I love my beloved art… Which, until you came, reigned roy… My king, my master. Since I saw y…
If you are sighing for a lofty wor… If great ambitions dominate your m… Just watch yourself and see you do… The common little ways of being ki… If you are dreaming of a future go…
As the funeral train with its hono… On its mournful way went sweeping, While a sorrowful nation bowed its… And the whole world joined in weep… I thought, as I looked on the sol…
I left the farm when mother died a… To daughter Susie’s stylish hou… And there was them before I came… How I would find the town folks’… They said I’d have no comfort i…
I know it is early morning, And hope is calling aloud, And your heart is afire with Yout… To hurry along with the crowd. But linger a bit by the roadside,
Were I man grown, I’d stand With clean heart, soul, and hand, An honor to this land. I would be good and true. I would not
Use all your hidden forces. Do not miss the purpose of this li… and do not wait for circumstance to mold or change your fate. In your own self lies destiny.
Oh! that is a beautiful land, I w… The land of the Gone-away Souls. Yes, a lovelier region by far than… (Though this is a world most fair)… The goodliest goal of all good goa…
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…