Ah, yes; why not? Is one more adventitious born Than others - shekels richer, honors fuller, and all that - That he can pass his fellows by with lofty scorn,...
'Twas drawing near the holiday, When piety and pity met In whisp'ring council, and agreed That Christmas time, in homes of need, Should be remembered in a way They never could forget.
As one long struggling to be free, O suffering isle! we look to thee In sympathy and deep desire That thy fair borders yet shall hold A people happy, self-controlled, Saved and exalted - as by fire....
Fresh from piano, school, and books, A happy girl with rosy looks Young Plowman wooed and won; despite Her pretty, pouting prejudice, Her deep distaste for rural bliss Or countryfied delight. ...
We met on "Boston Common" - Of course it was by chance - A sudden, unexpected, But happy circumstance That gave the dull October day A beautiful, refulgent ray.
He lives but half who never stood By the grave of one held dear, And out of the deep, dark loneliness Of a heart bereaved and comfortless, From sorrow's crystal plentitude, Feeling his loss severe,...
There was many a token of festal display, And reveling crowds who were never so gay, And, as it were 'olus charming the hours, An orchestra hidden by foliage and flowers;...