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Once over the ocean in distant lan… In an age long past, were two host… Two armies of men, both brave, bot… And their hearts beat high as they… To fight the battle of right and w…
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,
Though with gods the world is cumb… Gods unnamed, and gods unnumbered, Never god was known to be Who had not his devotee. So I dedicate to mine,
A maiden sat in teh sunset glow Of the shadowy, beautiful Long Ag… That we see through a mist of tear… She sat and dreamed, with lips apa… With thoughtful eyes and a beating…
Immortal life is something to be e… By slow, self-conquest, comradeshi… And patient seeking after higher t… We cannot follow our own wayward w… And feed our baser appetites and g…
I into life so full of love was se… That all the shadows which fall on… Of every human being could not sta… But fled before the light my spiri… I saw the world through gold and c…
In the still jungle of the senses… A tiger soundly sleeping, till one… A bold young hunter chanced to com… ‘How calm,’ he said, ‘that splendi… I long to rouse him into swift sur…
There is a courage, a majestic thi… That springs forth from the brow o… Minerva-like, and dares all danger… And all the threatening future yet… Crowned with the helmet of great s…
Some cawing Crows, a hooting Owl, A Hawk, a Canary, an old Marsh-F… One day all meet together To hold a caucus and settle the fa… Of a certain bird (without a mate)…
The winds came out of the west one… And hurried the clouds before them… And drove the shadows and mists aw… And over the mountains bore them. And I wept, ‘Oh, wind, blow into…
I am a river flowing from God’s s… Through devious ways. He mapped m… I cannot change it; mine alone the… To keep the waters free from grime… The winding river ends where it be…
Somebody’s baby was buried to-day… The empty white hearse from the gr… And the morning somehow seemed les… As I paused on the sidewalk while… And a shadow seemed drawn o’er the…
There are two kinds of people on e… Just two kinds of people, no more,… Not the sinner and saint, for it’s… The good are half bad, and the bad… Not the rich and the poor, for to…
On the sea of life they floated, Brothers twain in manhood’s pride, And the good ship 'Temperance’ bo… Safely o’er the stormy tide. Not a thought of rock or breaker,
We cannot choose our sorrows. One… Who, reverent of soul, and strong… Cried, ‘God, though Thou shouldst… Yet will I praise thy everlasting… Beggared, my faith would never hal…