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Inscription In A Beautiful Retreat Called Fairy Bower

© Hannah More

Airy spirits, you who love
Cooling bower, or shady grove;
Streams that murmur as they flow,
Zephyrs bland that softly blow;

Threnodia Augustalis: Overture - A Solemn Dirge

© Oliver Goldsmith

ARISE, ye sons of worth, arise,
And waken every note of woe;
When truth and virtue reach the skies,
'Tis ours to weep the want below!

Olney Hymn 65: Grace And Providence

© William Cowper

Almighty King! whose wondrous hand
Supports the weight of sea and land;
Whose grace is such a boundless store,
No heart shall break that sighs for more.

To the Rev. John Saunders on his Departure for England

© Charles Harpur

If a large love of the whole human race,

With charity that hopeth a meet cure

The Vision Of Piers Plowman - Part 06

© William Langland

"This were a wikkede wey but whoso hadde a gyde

That [myghte] folwen us ech a foot' - thus this folk hem mened.

Of The Son of Man

© George MacDonald

I. I honour Nature, holding it unjust

To look with jealousy on her designs;

To One Married to an Old Man

© Edmund Waller

Since thou wouldst needs,
Bewitched with some ill charms,
Be buried in those monumental arms,
All we can wish is, may that earth lie light
Upon thy tender limbs, and so goodnight.

The Old Bark Hut

© Anonymous

In an old bark hut on a mountainside

In a spot that was lone and drear

[Solo] Yes, and there were Union men who wept with joyful tears,
When they saw the honor'd flag they had not seen for years;
Hardly could they be restrained from breaking forth in cheers,
While we were marching through Georgia.

Pa And The Monthly Bills

© Edgar Albert Guest

When Ma gets out the monthly bills and sets them all in front of Dad,
She makes us children run away because she knows he may get mad;
An' then she smiles a bit and says: "I hope you will not fuss and fret--
There's nothing here except the things I absolutely had to get!"
An' Pa he looks 'em over first. "The things you had to have!" says he;
"I s'pose that we'd have died without that twenty dollar longeree."

Mercy For Armenia

© Henry Van Dyke

I

THE TURK'S WAY

Pasha Bailey Ben

© William Schwenck Gilbert

A proud Pasha was BAILEY BEN,
His wives were three, his tails were ten;
His form was dignified, but stout,
Men called him "Little Roundabout."

The Fire-side

Dear Chloe, while the busy crowd,
The vain, the wealthy, and the proud,
In folly's maze advance;
Tho' singularity and pride
Be call'd our choice, we'll step aside,
Nor join the giddy dance.

Golf Luck

As a golfer I'm not one who cops the money;

I shall always be a member of the dubs;

On The Reverend Mr. Hunter, Who received A Degree From The University Of Oxford

© Hannah More

Go, happy spirit, seek that blissful land

Where zealous Michael leads the glorious band

The Two Soldiers

© Thomas Hardy

Just at the corner of the wall
We met - yes, he and I -
Who had not faced in camp or hall
Since we bade home good-bye,
And what once happened came back - all -
Out of those years gone by.