The Antiquarian (Hattie Howard Poems)
Millions have been and passed from view Benignity who never knew; No aspiration theirs, nor aim; Existence soulless as the clay From whence they ...
Hattie Howard Poems on Love (16 Poems)
The Apple Tree (Hattie Howard Poems)
Has ever a tree from the earth upsprung Around whose body have children clung, Whose bounteous branches the birds among Have pecked the ...
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 ...
Honest John (Hattie Howard Poems)
He was a man whose lot was cast, As some might think, in lines severe; In humble toil whose life was passed From ...
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 ...
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 ...
A Bit Of Gladness (Hattie Howard Poems)
As I near my lonely cottage, At the close of weary day, There's a little bit of gladness Comes to meet me on ...
To Die In Autumn (Hattie Howard Poems)
The melody of autumn Is the only tune I know, And I sing it over and over Because it thrills me so; It stirs ...
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 ...
Thy Will Be Done (Hattie Howard Poems)
Sometimes the silver cord of life Is loosed at one brief stroke; As when the elements at strife, With Nature's wild contentions rife, Uproot ...
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 ...
Apple Blossoms (Hattie Howard Poems)
Of all the lovely blossoms That decorate the trees, And shower down their petals With every breath of breeze, There is nothing so sweet ...
The Bell(e) Of Baltimore (Hattie Howard Poems)
A million feet above the ground (For so it seemed in winding round), A million, and two more, The latter stiff and sore, While ...
Perfect Character (Hattie Howard Poems)
He lives but half who never stood By the grave of one held dear, And out of the deep, dark loneliness Of a ...
Sweet Peas (Hattie Howard Poems)
By helpful fingers taught to twine Around its trellis, grew A delicate and dainty vine; The bursting bud, its blossom sign, Inlaid with honeyed-dew. Developing ...
Christmas Bells (Hattie Howard Poems)
Ring out, O bells, in joyful chime! Again we hail the Christmas time; In melting, mellow atmosphere, The crown and glory of the ...