By England's side we stand, We grasp her royal hand, And pay her rightful homage through her Son; Thank God for England's care! Thank God for Britain's heir!...
"They run! they run!" - "Who run?" Not they Who faced that decimating fire As coolly as if human ire Were rooted from their hearts; They run, while he who led the way So bravely on that glorious day,...
Day by day, with startling fleetness, Life speeds away; Love, alone, can glean its sweetness, Love while you may. While the soul is strong and fearless, While the eye is bright and tearless,...
A joy from my soul's departed, A bliss from my heart is flown, As weary, weary-hearted, I wander alone - alone! The night wind sadly sigheth A withering, wild refrain, And my heart within me dieth...
Within Fancy's Halls I sit, and quaff Rich draughts of the Wine of Song, And I drink, and drink, To the very brink Of delirium wild and strong, Till I lose all sense of the outer world,...
Early each spring the little wren Came scolding to his nest of moss; We knew him by his peevish cry, He always sung so very cross. His quiet little mate would lay Her eggs in peace, and think all day....
Within thine eyes two spirits dwell, The sweetest and the purest That ever wove Love's mystic spell, Or plied his arts the surest: No smile of morn, Though heaven-born,...