We are younger in years! Yes, tha… But in some things we are older th… For instance, you sometimes say wi… ‘It will do to drink wine once in… We say, ‘It will not do at all!’

Oh, vain is the stern protesting Of winds, when the tide runs high; And vainly the deep-sea waters Call out, as the waves speed by; For, deaf to the claim of the ocea…

As yon great Sun in his supreme c… Absorbs small worlds and makes the… So does my love absorb each vain a… Each outside purpose which my life… Stars cannot shine so near that va…

I called to the wind of the Winte… As he sped like a steed on his way… ‘Oh! rest for awhile on thy journe… And answer these questions, I pra… ’Who is the foe to all virtue,

Let the dream go. Are there not o… In vastness of clouds hid from thy… That yet shall gild with beautiful… And shoot the shadows through and… What matters one lost vision of th…

We must not force events, but rath… The heart soil ready for their com… The earth spreads carpets for the… Or, with the strengthening tonic o… Prepares for Winter. Should a Ju…

Our lives are songs. God writes t… And we set them to music at pleasu… And the song grows glad, or sweet,… As we choose to fashion the measur… We must write the music, whatever…

In the fair morning of his life, When his pure heart lay in his bre… Panting, with all that wild unrest To plunge into the great world’s s… That fills young hearts with mad d…

Over and over and over These truths I will weave in song… That God’s great plan needs you a… That will is greater than destiny, And that love moves the world alon…

What a terrible night! Does the N… The Night, with her black veil do… Like an ordained nun, know what li… That awful, motionless, snow-white… The winds seem crazed, and, wildly…

Dear friend, I pray thee, if thou… Thy strong regard for me, Make me no vows. Lip-service is n… Let thy faith speak for thee. Swear not to me that nothing can d…

Life is too short for any vain reg… Let dead delight bury its dead, I… And let us go upon our way forgett… The joys and sorrows of each yeste… Between the swift sun’s rising and…

“By And Bye” The Maiden Sighed—… He Will Claim Me For His Bride. Hope Is Strong And Time Is Flee… Youth Is Fair, And Love Is Swee… Clouds Will Pass That Fleck My…

In Memory’s Mansion are wonderful… And I wander about them at will; And I pause at the casements, whe… Are sending sweet scents o’er the… I lean from a window that looks on…