The sun may be clouded, yet ever t… Will sweep on its course till the… And when onto chaos the systems ar… Again shall the Builder reshape a… Your path may be clouded, uncertai…

Over my desk in a dark office bend… Dim seems the sunlight and dull se… But when the afternoon draws towar… Here waits my steel steed-I mount… Like cobwebs of silver I see in t…

My babe was moaning in its sleep, I leaned and kissed it where it la… My pain was such I could not weep… Oh, would God take my child away? He had so many round his throne—

I left the farm when mother died a… To daughter Susie’s stylish house… And there was them before I came… How I would find the town folks’… They said I’d have no comfort in…

If all the ships I have at sea Should come a-sailing home to me, From sunny lands, and lands of col… Ah well! the harbor could not hold So many sails as there would be

Be not dismayed, be not dismayed w… Sets its white seal upon some wors… Poor human nature for a little spa… Must suffer anguish, when that las… Leaves such long silence; but let…

Among the twelve hundred poems which have emanated from my too prolific pen there are some forty or fifty which treat entirely of that emotion which has been denominated “the grand pass...

I saw the farmer, when the day was… And the proud sun had sought his c… And the mild stars came forward on… I saw the sturdy farmer, and I sa… ‘What have you done to-day,

You will forget me. The years are… They bind up the wounds which we t… This dream of our youth will fade… Fades from the skies when the sun… The cloud of forgetfulness, over a…

Do you remember the name I wore— The old pet-name of Little Queen… In the dear, dead days that are no… The happiest days of our lives, I… For we loved with that passionate…

These quiet Autumn days, My soul, like Noah’s dove, on air… Goes out and searches for the hidd… Beyond the hills of haze. With mournful, pleading cries,

What does our country need? No a… With sabres gleaming ready for the… Not increased navies, skilful and… To bound the waters with an iron m… Not haughty men with glutted purse…

Use all your hidden forces. Do not miss the purpose of this li… and do not wait for circumstance to mold or change your fate. In your own self lies destiny.

The world grows green on a thousan… By a thousand willows the bees are… And a million birds by a million r… Sing of the golden season coming. But, gazing out on the sun-kist le…

The man of God stands, on the Sab… Warning the sinners from the broad… That leads to death. He rolls his… And tells how wily demons hidden l… To spring upon the thoughtless sou…