I am content,
Unrecognized by all the world, to wait, And do, with uncomplaining lips, my stent
Of human fate.
I am content
To breast alone Fate's overwhelming sea, Feeling that every other tie is blent
In mind to Thee.
What though my…
The heart is swept—the fire is bright,
The kettle sings for tea;
The cloth is spread, the lamp is light, The muffins smoke in napkins white,
And now I wait for thee.
Come home, love, come; thy task is done;
The clock ticks listeningly;
The…
I've lost my little May at last;
She perished in the spring,
When earliest flowers began to bud,
And earliest birds to sing;
I laid her in a country grav,
A green and soft retreat,
A marble tablet o'er her head,
And violets at her feet.
I…
Drop follows drop, and swells
With rain the sweeping river;
Word follows word, and tells
A truth that lives forever.
Flake follows flake, like sprites
Whose wings the winds dissever;
Thought follows thought, and lights
The realm of mind…
Close the door lightly,
Bridle the breath,
Our little earth Angel
Is talking with death;
Gently he wooes her,
She wishes to stay,
His arms are about her—
He bears her away!
Music comes floating
Down from the dome;
Angels are chanting
The…
There is a time, just when the frost
Prepares to pave old Winter's way,
When Autumn, in a reverie lost,
The mellow daytime dreams away.
When Summer comes, in musing mind,
To gaze once more on hill and dell,
To mark how many sheaves they…
I watch for thee when parting day
Sheds on the earth a lingering ray;
When his last blushes o'er the rose
A richer tint of crimson throws,
And every flowert's leaves are curled
Like beauty shrinking from the world;
When silence reigns o'er lawn…
Hind quarters of the type of innocence,Whether with peas and mint I must dispenseOr go the twain, blaspheming the expense.And thus enjoy thee in the fullest sense,
That is the question.
Rear section of young mutton—tender food—Just in the dawn of…
We do not mourn thee, bravest of the brave;
Thou findest now that peace on earth denied thee,
Thou dwellest now in radiant light and glory;
A monument to Freedom is thy grave. Thou hast fulfilled the mission thee assigned,
That mission of…
"There's no such thing as death;"
To those who think aright,
'Tis but the racer casting off
What most impedes his flight:
'Tis but one little act,
Life's drama must contain;
One struggle keener than the rest,
And then an end of pain.
"There's…
