Here bliss is short, imperfect, insincere,But total, absolute, and perfect there.Here time's a moment, short our happiest state,There infinite duration ...
What deaths men have died, not fighting but impotent. Hung on the wire, between trenches, burning and freezing, Groaning for water with ...
Death and Famine on every side And never a sign of rain,The bones of those who have starved and died Unburied upon ...
BECAUSE it cometh up, a heavenly flower,Out of the earth, divinely sown therein,To gather grace from shadow and from shower,And ...
Do I sleep? Do I dream?Am I hoaxed by a scout?Are things what they seem,Or is Sophists about?Is our 'to ...
Success knows no diminution, For failure hovers so near, That with trace of slight dilution, Success must cease to appear. We look in vain ...
Is the pathway dark and dreary? God's in His heaven!Are you broken, heart-sick, weary? God's in His heaven!Dreariest roads shall have an ...
No man can die, till all his work is done: But who shall say, what work he had to do?—With some, ...
May, sweet May! this branch of blossomFrom thy fragrant, beauteous bosom,I accept and clasp the treasureTo my breast with grateful ...
TAKE the harp, but very softly for our brother touch the strings:Wind and wood shall help to wail him, waves ...
If ever there was a Golden Game To brace the nerves, to cure repining, To put the Dumps to flight and shame, It's ...
"Corporal Green!" the Orderly cried; "Here!" was the answer loud and clear, From the lips of a soldier who stood near,—And "Here!" ...
April 27, 1813When the city York was taken,And the Bloody Cross hauled downFrom the walls of the townIts defenders had ...
When men were all asleep the snow came flying, In large white flakes falling on the city brown,Stealthily and perpetually ...
Do you ever dream you hear it, you who went the lonely track?Do you ever hear its simple melodiesTossing round ...
And an old priest said, "Speak to us of Religion."And he said:Have I spoken this day of aught else?Is not ...
Man never is, but always to be blessed. — Alexander PopeO, mystic Land of Some Day,For thee our sails are ...
Queen of hundred ocean Isles, Rich in scenic grandeurs;Land of forest, hill, and glen, Where the tourist wanders.Land of torrent, lake, and ...
Of life's elixir I had writ, when sleep(Pray Heaven it spared him who the writing read!)Settled upon my senses with ...
Appetite and chance, luck and desiretogether make a man's fatenot the follish lines on his palm nor the conjugationof stars ...
"O foolish people, and unwise,"Who stop your ears and shut your eyes,Though common-sense and flagrant factsProclaim the madness of your ...
Look in the mirror. Let us both look.Here is my naked body.Apparently you like it,I have no reason to.Who bound ...
Their rugs are sodden, their heads are down, their tails are turned to the storm;(Would you know them, you that ...
AY, surely it is here that Love should come,And find, (if he may find on earth), a home;Here cast off ...
Rosy morn is brightly breaking,Cheerful birds melodious sing,Earth with thankful songs awakingHails with joy the merry Spring,Silver clouds in sunlight ...
WHEN o'er yon forest solitudesThe sky of autumn evening broods--A heaven whose warp, but palely bright,Shot through with woofs of ...
Imperceptively the world became haunted by her white dress.Walking in forest or garden, he would start to see,Her flying form; ...
I shall never forget the day, Annie, When I bid thee a fond adieu;With a careless good bye I left thee, For ...
Not star or flower, but lovelier than theseThe child came to us out of mysteries,And to the GiverWe prayed that ...
How I dread the thoughtOf you leaving--Like the bearing of fruit before blooming,Like the sprouting of seed before sowing,Like summer ...
