Balmy morning! blessed morning! Dew-drops bright All the emerald glade adorning In thy light - In thy golden glowing beam With an ever-changeful gleam Flashing sparkling deeply glowing...
Be in earnest, Christian toilers, Life is not the summer, dream Of the careless, child that gathers Daisies in the noontide beam! It hath conflict, it hath danger, It hath sorrow, toil, and strife;...
O throbbing heart, be still! Canst thou not bear The heavy dash of Memory's troubled tide, Long sternly pent, but broken forth again, Sweeping all barriers ruthlessly aside,...
Thou hast entered the land without shadows, Thou who, 'neath the shadow, so long Hast sat with thy white hands close-folded, And lips that could utter no song; Through a rift in the cloud, for an instant,...
Will the shadows be lifted to-morrow? - Will the sunshine come ever again? - Will the clouds, that are weeping in sorrow, Their glorious beauty regain? Will the forest stand forth in its greenness? -...
Broken! It's only a ring - a plain, old ring, Worn down to a thread almost - Fling it away - the useless thing! What value now can it boast? - Fling it away! Yet stay! - oh stay...
Thou art but gone before - Gone to that unknown shore Toward which my feet are journeying swiftly on Thou hast but laid thy head First with the dreamless dead,...
I shall be satisfied when I awaken In thy dear likeness, my King and my Lord, - When the dark prison of death shall be shaken, And the freed spirit comes forth at thy word! -...
Do the dancing leaves of summer To the time of buds look back? - Does the river moan regretful For the brooklet's mountain-track? Does the ripened sheaf of summer, Heavy with precious grain,...
Up from the spirit-depths ringing, Softly your melody swells, Sweet as a seraphim's singing, Tender-toned memory-bells! The laughter of childhood, The song of the wildwood,...
One by one, ye are passing, beloved, Out of the shadow into the light. One by one, Are your tasks all done. Ended the toil, and the swift race run. Child and maiden, mother and sire,...
Ring out your glad peals of rejoicing! Wake Music's enlivening strain! Let the sound float abroad o'er your waters, And echo through valley and plain; From the shores of the far-distant Fundy,...
"ALL PERSON'S HELD AS SLAVES, within said designated States and parts of States, ARE, AND HENCEFORWARD SHALL BE FREE!" - Proclamation of Emancipation, Jan. 1st, 1863.