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Came a bouquet from the city, Fragrant, rich and debonair - Sweet carnation and geraniium, Heliotrope and roses rare. Down beside the crystal river,
You will be what you will to be; Let failure find its false content In that poor word “environment,” But spirit scorns it, and is free. It masters time, it conquers space…
A mother kneels by the cradle, Where her little infant lies, And she sees the ghastly shadows Creeping around his eyes. And she clasps her hands together,
There is grief in the cup! I saw a proud mother set wine on t… The eyes of her son sparkled brigh… The ruddy stream into the glass in… The cup was of silver; the lady wa…
Heigh ho! well, the season’s over! Once again we’ve come to Lent! Programme’s changed from balls and… Now we’re ordered to repent. Forty days of self-denial!
I and new love, in all its living… Sat vis-à-vis, while tender twilig… Went softly by us, treading as on… Then suddenly I saw within the ro… The old love, long since lying in…
(After James Thomson) As I came through the Valley of… As I came through the valley, onm… More awful that the darkness of th… Shone glimpses of a Past that had…
Alone I climb the steep ascending… Which leads to knowledge. In the… That hurry after, shouting to the… Small fragments of large truths, t… Who comprehends my purpose, or who…
Mother says, ‘Be in no hurry, Marriage oft means care and worry.… Auntie says, with manner grave, ‘Wife is synonym for slave.’ Father asks, in tones commanding,
The sweet young Spring walks over… It flushes and glows on moor and l… The birds are singing in careless… The brook flows cheerily on to the… And I know that the flowers are b…
There is something in the sound of… That stirs all the savage instinct… In the old times of peace we went… Through proper days Of little joys and tasks. Lonely…
Life is a ponderous lesson-book, a… The teacher. When I came to love’… My teacher turned the page and bad… ‘Learn first,’ she said, 'love’s g… And o’er and o’er through many a l…
These agent men! these agent men! We hear the dreaded step again, We see a stranger at the door; And brace ourselves for war once m… He bows and smiles. ‘Walk in,’ we…
Batter in the home place, That was nobly done; Try and get the first base– Run! Run! RUN!
All the uniforms were blue, all th… When the regiment went marching do… All the men were hale and strong a… Through the cheers that drowned th… Oh the music of the feet keeping t…