Pain's furnace heat within me quivers,
God's breath upon the flame doth blow,
And all my heart in anguish shivers,
And trembles at the fiery glow;
And yet I whisper as God will! And in its hottest fire hold still. He comes and lays my heart, all…
If in the silence of this lonely eve,
With the street-lamp pale-flickering on the wall,
A spirit were to say to me—"Believe,
Thou shalt be answered. Call!"—Whom should I call?
And when I were to see thee gliding in
With thy pale robes (that in…
"Not to myself alone,"The little opening flower transportd cries;"Not to myself alone I bud and bloom;With fragrant breath the breezes I perfume,And gladden all things with my rainbow dyes.The bee comes sipping, every eventide,His dainty fill;The…
"Suffer little children to cmoe to unto me, and forbid them not; for of such is the kingdom of heaven."They are going—only going—
Jesus called them long ago;
All the wintry time they're passing
Softly as the falling snow.
When the violets in the…
Why do the great, the good, the just,Expire in pain, and sleep in dust,
And virtue sink in gloom?
Why does the sage, the patriot why,Like the vile wretch, in anguish die,
And find as dark a tomb?
And why most merit fall at last,Before the…
The pines were dark on Ramoth hill,
Their song was soft and low;
The blossoms, in the sweet May wind,
Were falling like the snow.
The blossoms drifted at our feet,
The orchard birds sand clear;
The sweetest and the saddest day
It seemed of all…
'Tis done, and shivering in the gale,The bark unfurls her snowy sail,And whistling o'er the bending mast,Loud sings on high the freshning blast;And must you from this land be gone,In Afric's burning clime to roam?As some lone bird without a mate,Thy…
In the clear air of this vernal morn,
Azure above and crystal below.
Ere the full glory of day is born,
And shadows melt in its rosy glow,
Wrapped in a billowy warp and woof—
The smoke of our household incense—stands
A fair white angel over the…
The night was made for cooling shade,
For silence, and for sleep;
And when I was a child, I laid My hands upon my breast and prayed,
And sank to slumbers deep.
Child-like as then I lie to-night, And watch my lonely cabin light. Each movement of…
Bland as the morning's breath of June,
The south-west breezes play,
And through it's haze the winter's noon
Seems warm as summer's day.
The snow-plumed angel of the north
Has dropped his icy spear:
Again the mossy earth looks forth,
Again the…
