All the Rage (Hattie Howard Poems)
A common wayside flower it grew, Unhandsome and unnoticed too, Except in deprecation That such an herb unreared by toil, Prolific cumberer of the ...
Hattie Howard Poems on Mystery (6 Poems)
Storm-Bound (Hattie Howard Poems)
My careful plans all storm-subdued, In disappointing solitude The weary hours began; And scarce I deemed when time had sped, Marked only by the ...
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 ...
Mysterious (Hattie Howard Poems)
The morning sun rose bright and fair Upon a lovely village where Prosperity abounded, And ceaseless hum of industry In lines of friendly rivalry From ...
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 ...
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 ...