Away to the hills, away! - There is health in the summer air; - The rustling bough, and the bending spray, And the breath of flowers are there - The honey-bee's hum and the wild bird's song,...
Father in Heaven, to thee, Guardian and friend, Lowly the suppliant knee Here would we bend! - Blessing thee ere we part, Each with a grateful heart, For all thy love doth send -...
I thought it pleasant when a manly sire Weary of foreign travel, at the door Of his own cottage left his dusty staff, And entering in, sat down with those he loved...
Come home! come home! O loved and lost, we sigh Thus, ever, while the weary days go by, And bring thee not. We miss thy bright, young face, Thy bounding step, thy form of girlish grace,...
Hail, risen Lord, upon whose brow The crown of victory resteth now, Unfading as the sun! Hail, vanquisher of every foe, Of Sin, dread source of all our woe, And Death - the last undone! ...
Two pictures, strangely beautiful, I hold In Mem'ry's chambers, stored with loving care Among the precious things I prized of old, And hid away with tender tear and prayer...
HONOR TO LABOR! - it giveth health; Honor to labor! - it bringeth wealth; Honor to labor! - our glorious land Displayeth its triumphs on every hand. It has smoothed the plains, laid the forests low,...