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 Future (4 Poems)
The Future (Jared Barhite Poems)
I know not what the future May have in store for me, I only know that God is God And He may trusted ...
Rest (Jared Barhite Poems)
When wearisome task is finished And flesh with fatigue is oppressed, When muscles are tired and languid And sinews are sorely distressed, No balm ...
To My Daughter Blanche In Heaven (Jared Barhite Poems)
Died Jan. 4th, 1893, aged 11 years. Darling of my bosom, Pride of my loving heart, Hopes were sorely shattered When I saw your ...