Hattie Howard Poems on Happiness (17 Poems)

Thanksgiving (Hattie Howard Poems)

Nature, erewhile so marvelously lovely, is bereft        Of her supernal charm;  And with the few dead garlands of departed splendor left,        Like crape ...

Epithalamium (Hattie Howard Poems)

I.  "Whom God hath joined"--ah, this sententious phrase  A meaning deeper than the sea conveys,  And of a sweet and solemn service tells  With ...

Never Had A Chance (Hattie Howard Poems)

Fresh from piano, school, and books,  A happy girl with rosy looks   Young Plowman wooed and won; despite  Her pretty, pouting prejudice,  Her deep ...

The Student Gone (Hattie Howard Poems)

So soon he fell, the world will never know    What possibilities within him lay,  What hopes irradiated his young life,  With high ambition ...

Christmas At Church (Hattie Howard Poems)

'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 ...

The Summer House (Hattie Howard Poems)

Midway upon the lawn it stands,   So picturesque and pretty;  Upreared by patient artist hands,   Admired of all the city;  The very arbor of ...

Watch Hill (Hattie Howard Poems)

Fair summer home peninsula,   Enriched by every breeze  From fragrant islands, wafted far   Across the sunny seas!  A profile rare! a height of land   Outlined ...

Sorrow And Joy (Hattie Howard Poems)

In sad procession borne away   To sound of funeral knell,  Affection's tribute thus we pay,  And in earth's shelt'ring bosom lay  The friend to ...

Rutha (Hattie Howard Poems)

The days are long and lonely,   The weary eve comes on,  And the nights are filled with dreaming   Of one beloved and gone.  I ...

Two Roses (Hattie Howard Poems)

I've a friend beyond the ocean   So regardful, so sincere,  And he sends me in a letter   Such a pretty souvenir.  It is crushed ...

Christmas-Tide (Hattie Howard Poems)

Let working-clothes be laid aside,  And Industry in festal garb arrayed;  Let busy brain and hand from toil and trade     Relax at Christmas-tide.     As ...

Cuba (Hattie Howard Poems)

As one long struggling to be free,  O suffering isle! we look to thee   In sympathy and deep desire  That thy fair borders ...

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