Our Profession (Jared Barhite Poems)
There's an art in our profession, Which cannot be wholly learned From all books in our possession, Though their leaves be deftly turned Till ...
Jared Barhite Poems on Education (17 Poems)
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 ...
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, ...
School Days (Jared Barhite Poems)
Can we e'er forget our boyhood, And the days we spent at school, With the jolly youths and maidens Who with pencil for ...
The Difference (Jared Barhite Poems)
I have scanned the roll of teachers, Have noted the Aarons and Hurs Who have stayed education's Moses, And removed the cumbrous bars That ...
Some Characters I Much Adore (Jared Barhite Poems)
An honest man with noble mind, With heart sincere, true, and refined, Who lives for God and all mankind, Who cares for rich ...
Some Characters I Can’t Admire (Jared Barhite Poems)
The seeming saint with long drawn face, Who thinks that he has so much grace He should be throned on highest place To ...
Fact Versus Form (Jared Barhite Poems)
As shadows are to material forms, As mists to the copious shower As dead calms are to tornado storms That in tropical region ...
Twilight Hour (Jared Barhite Poems)
I love to spend the twilight hour When stars their radiance o'er me cast, With that benign mysterious power Which calls up mem'ries ...
Sunset (Jared Barhite Poems)
Softly the tints of expiring day Tinge th' vaults of Hesperian heaven, Leaving a trace of the sun's mellow ray To escort the ...
Indulgence (Jared Barhite Poems)
An alarm is sounding through the land That tells of a stronger foe Than that which marched on Lexington, To strike a fatal ...
On Brooklyn Bridge (Jared Barhite Poems)
I stood upon the slender link That joins two cities into one, And saw from thence the storm-clouds drink Their moisture from the ...
Tim (Jared Barhite Poems)
We remember well when a schoolboy, When pliant in mind and limb, We had for a boon companion, A bright youth whose name ...
Retrospection (Jared Barhite Poems)
I sit when the shadows are stealing The light of departing day, And think of the scenes and pleasures I enjoyed in my ...
Who Shall Judge? (Jared Barhite Poems)
We know not all that we have done, Nor may we ever know; No field was ever lost or won, Until the final ...
Our Politics (Jared Barhite Poems)
"Purification of politics Is an iridescent dream," Is the Ingalls way of saying that Corruption's power's supreme. Have the people lost their honesty, Has the ...
The Dandelion (Jared Barhite Poems)
Meadows are dotted, far and wide, With velvet stars that bring A golden off'ring of delight,-- Flower-goslings of the spring. Then gray-haired pappus, downy, ...