The boarder in the bar-room rose, A pale gaunt man who lodged with Hann, 'I bear,' he said, 'the worst of woes, And suffer torments no one knows, For do my best I never can...
Time's finger on the dial of my life Points to high noon! and yet the half-spent day Leaves less than half remaining, for the dark, Bleak shadows of the grave engulf the end. ...
There is a place among the Cape Ann hills That looks from fir-dark summits on the sea, Whose surging sapphire changes constantly Beneath deep heavens, Morning windowsills,...
Processions that lack high stilts have nothing that catches the eye. What if my great-granddad had a pair that were twenty foot high, And mine were but fifteen foot, no modern Stalks upon higher,...
High waving heather 'neath stormy blasts bending, Midnight and moonlight and bright shining stars, Darkness and glory rejoicingly blending, Earth rising to heaven and heaven descending,...
Call on the present day and night for nought, Save what by yesterday was brought. - THE sea is flowing ever, The land retains it never. - BE stirring, man, while yet the day is clear;...
When two little boys - renowned but for noise - Hik-tee-dik! Billy and Buddy! - May hurt a whole school, and the head it employs, Hik-tee-dik! Billy and Buddy! Such loud and hilarious pupils indeed...
Who is she, like the spring, who comes down From the hills to the smoke-huddled town? With her peach-petal face And her wildflower grace, Bringing sunshine and gladness to each sorry place?...
I Made two fights for the people. First I left my party, bearing the gonfalon Of independence, for reform, and was defeated. Next I used my rebel strength To capture the standard of my old party -...
The houseful that we were then, you could count us by the dozens, The wonder was that sometimes the old walls wouldn't burst: Herself (the Lord be good to her!), the aunts and rafts of cousins,...
Ance was a woman wha's hert was gret; Her love was sae dumb it was 'maist a grief; She brak the box--it's tellt o' her yet-- The bonny box for her hert's relief.
"Who but hails the sight with pleasure When the wings of genius rise, Their ability to measure With great enterprise; But in man was ne'er such daring As yon Hawk exhibits, pairing...