Needs And Powers (Jared Barhite Poems)
I know of no profession 'Mong profane or divine, Excelling in its mission The power embraced in mine. It reaches earth and heaven Through heart ...
Jared Barhite Poems on Gold (9 Poems)
My Choice (Jared Barhite Poems)
I would rather dwell a hermit In some silent peaceful wood, Where no voice of human being Ever breaks the solitude; Where babbling brook, ...
Our Battlefield (Jared Barhite Poems)
There are fields of martial glory Where the slain are ne'er bemoaned; There are victories though silent, Where grim monarchs are dethroned; There are ...
Good Habits (Jared Barhite Poems)
A silent force marks out the course Of every man and woman, No matter what may be the lot Of creatures that are ...
The Flowers I Love (Jared Barhite Poems)
I sometimes think I love the rose More than all other flowers, Because its fragrance falls on me In copious, dainty showers; And blushing ...
A Picture (Jared Barhite Poems)
I sat by the farm-house window When the winter's sun was low, And looked on the clear horizon O'er fields white-crested with snow. A ...
Perhaps (Jared Barhite Poems)
Perhaps had I chosen some other profession Than that of moulding the human mind, I might have secured a greater possession Of lucre ...
“Lo,” The Departed (Jared Barhite Poems)
The Bison strong and the Indian wild Have departed from our plains; The land where they lived has been defiled By man's greed ...
True Wealth (Jared Barhite Poems)
The smallest type of manhood that lives, (If manhood it may be called,) Is that which knows no power but wealth That is ...