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_You who to the rounded prime__Of a life of toil and stress_,_Still have kept the morning-time__Of glad youth in heart and spirit_,_So your laugh, as..

A troth, and a grief, and a blessing,Disguised them and came this way--,And one was a promise, and one was a doubt,And one was a rainy day.And they..

And there, in that ripe Summer-night, once moreA wintry coolness through the open doorAnd window seemed to touch each glowing faceRefreshingly; and..

'_Where shall we land you, sweet_?'--Swinburne.All listlessly we floatOut seaward in the boatThat beareth Love.Our sails of purest snowBend to the..

When June is here--what art have we to singThe whiteness of the lilies midst the greenOf noon-tranced lawns? Or flash of roses seenLike redbirds'..

IA little boy once played so loudThat the Thunder, up in a thunder-cloud,Said, 'Since I can't be heard, why, thenI'll never, never thunder..

Sir Launcelot rode overthwart and endlong in a wide forest, and held nopath but as wild adventure led him... And he returned and came again to..

'I'm home again, my dear old Room,I'm home again, and happy, too,As, peering through the brightening gloom,I find myself alone with you:Though brief..

A song of Long Ago:Sing it lightly--sing it low--Sing it softly--like the lisping of the lips we used to knowWhen our baby-laughter spilledFrom the..

I am not prone to moralizeIn scientific doubtOn certain facts that Nature triesTo puzzle us about,--For I am no philosopherOf wise elucidation,But..

The Crankadox leaned o'er the edge of the moonAnd wistfully gazed on the seaWhere the Gryxabodill madly whistled a tuneTo the air of..

O heart of mine, we shouldn'tWorry so!What we've missed of calm we couldn'tHave, you know!What we've met of stormy pain,And of sorrow's driving..

'Wasn't it a funny dream!--perfectly bewild'rin'!--Last night, and night before, and night before that,Seemed like I saw the march o' regiments o'..

I.Dawn, noon and dewfall! Bluebird and robinUp and at it airly, and the orchard-blossoms bobbin'!Peekin' from the winder, half-awake, and wishin'I..

When little Dickie Swope's a man,He's go' to be a Sailor;An' little Hamey Tincher, he'sA-go' to be a Tailor:Bud Mitchell, he's a-go' to beA stylish..

He was jes a plain ever'-day, all-round kind of a jour.,Consumpted-Iookin'-- but la!The jokeiest, wittiest, story-tellin', song-singin', laughin'est..

Awf'lest boy in this-here townEr anywheres is Elmer Brown!He'll mock you--yes, an' strangers, too,An' make a face an' yell at you,--'_Here's_ the way..

I can't extend to every friendIn need a helping hand--No matter though I wish it so,'Tis not as Fortune planned;But haply may I fancy theyAre men of..

The audience entire seemed pleased--indeed_Extremely_ pleased. And little Maymie, freedFrom her task of instructing, ran to showHer wondrous colored..

I want to sing something-- but this is all--I try and I try, but the rhymes are dullAs though they were damp, and the echoes fallLimp and..

Her heart knew naught of sorrow,Nor the vaguest taint of sin--'Twas an ever-blooming blossomOf the purity within:And her hands knew only touchesOf..

Old friend of mine, whose chiming nameHas been the burthen of a rhymeWithin my heart since first I cameTo know thee in thy mellow prime;With warm..

Such a dear little street it is, nestled awayFrom the noise of the city and heat of the day,In cool shady coverts of whispering trees,With their..

Tomps 'ud allus haf to saySomepin' 'bout 'his mother's way.'--_He_ lived hard-like--never jinedAny church of any kind.--'It was Mother's way,' says..

_(Grandfather, musing.)_In childish days! O memory,You bring such curious things to me!--Laughs to the lip--tears to the eye,In looking on the gifts..