"Beloved! thou'rt gazing with thoughtful look On those flowers of brilliant hue, Blushing in spring tide freshness and bloom, Glittering with diamond dew: What dost thou read in each chalice fair,...
The snow-flakes were softly falling Adown on the landscape white, When the violet eyes of my first born Opened unto the light; And I thought as I pressed him to me, With loving, rapturous thrill,...
The world had chafed his spirit proud By its wearing, crushing strife, The censure of the thoughtless crowd Had touched a blameless life; Like the dove of old, from the water's foam,...
Around the castle turrets fiercely moaned the autumn blast, And within the old lords daughter seemed dying, dying fast; While o'er her couch in frenzied grief the stricken father bent,...
I have passed the day 'mid the forest gay, In its gorgeous autumn dyes, Its tints as bright and as fair to the sight As the hues of our sunset skies; And the sun's glad rays veiled by golden haze,...
Close beside the crystal waters of Jacob's far-famed well, Whose dewy coolness gratefully upon the parched air fell, Reflecting back the bright hot heavens within its waveless breast,...
My simple story is of those times ere the magic power of steam First whirled the traveller o'er the plains with the swiftness of a dream, Reducing to a few days' time the journey of many a week,...
'Neath the radiance faint of the starlit sky The gleaming snow-drifts lay wide and high; O'er hill and dell stretched a mantle white, The branches glittered with crystal bright;...
It is now two hundred years and more Since first set foot on Canadian shore That saint-like heroine, fair and pure, Prepared all things for Christ to endure; Resigning rank and kindred ties,...
'Tis midnight, and solemn darkness broods In a lonely, sacred fane - The church of Our Lady of Montserrat, So famous throughout all Spain; For countless were the pilgrim hosts...
O say, dear sister, are you coming Forth to the fields with me? The very air is gaily ringing With hum of bird and bee, And crowds of swallows now are chirping Up in our ancient thorn,...
She stands in front of her mirror With bright and joyous air, Smoothes out with a skilful hand Her waves of golden hair; But the tell tale roses on her cheek, So changing yet so bright,...
The clouds that promise a glorious morrow Are fading slowly, one by one; The earth no more bright rays may borrow From her loved Lord, the golden sun; Gray evening shadows are softly creeping,...
All hail to thee, noble and generous Land! With thy prairies boundless and wide, Thy mountains that tower like sentinels grand, Thy lakes and thy rivers of pride! ...
O Madonna, pure and holy, From sin's dark stain ever free, Refuge of the sinner lowly, I come - I come to thee! Now with wreaths of sinful pleasure Yet my tresses twined among;...
'Tis no wild and wond'rous legend, but a simple pious tale Of a gentle shepherd maiden, dwelling in Italian vale, Near where Arno's glittering waters like the sunbeams flash and play...
Friends! do you see in yon sunset sky, That cloud of crimson bright? Soon will its gorgeous colors die In coming dim twilight; E'en now it fadeth ray by ray - Like it I too shall pass away! ...