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Blessings
© Katharine Tynan
God bless the little orchard brown
Where the sap stirs these quickening days.
Soon in a white and rosy gown
The trees will give great praise.
The Task: Book II. -- The Time-Piece
© William Cowper
In man or woman, but far most in man,
And most of all in man that ministers
And serves the altar, in my soul I loathe
All affectation. 'Tis my perfect scorn;
Object of my implacable disgust.
Adveniat Regnum Tuum
© Katharine Tynan
Thy kingdom come ! Yea, bid it come!
But when Thy kingdom first began
On earth, Thy kingdom was a home,
A child, a woman, and a man.
Our Orders
© Julia Ward Howe
WEAVE no more silks, ye Lyons looms,
To deck our girls for gay delights!
The crimson flower of battle blooms,
And solemn marches fill the night.
Remembrance
© Denis Florence MacCarthy
With that pleasant smile thou wearest,
Thou art gazing on the fairest
Wonders of the earth and sea:
Do thou not, in all thy seeing,
Lose the mem'ry of one being
Who at home doth think of thee.
The Death of the Flowers
© William Cullen Bryant
The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year,
Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere.
Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead;
They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread;
The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the jay,
And from the wood-top calls the crow through all the gloomy day.
An Epicedium
© Alaric Alexander Watts
HE left his home with a bounding heart,
For the world was all before him;
Song to the Evening Star
© Thomas Campbell
Star that bringest home the bee,
And sett'st the weary labourer free!
A Song of Pitcairn's Island
© William Cullen Bryant
I knew thy meaning--thou didst praise
My eyes, my locks of jet;
Ah! well for me they won thy gaze,--
But thine were fairer yet!
In The Waste Hour
© William Ernest Henley
Nay, there were we,
Her five strong sons!
To her Death came--the great Deliverer came! -
As equal comes to equal, throne to throne.
She was a mother of men.
Garden Street
© Roderic Quinn
LONG and drowsy and white and wide,
Villas and arbours on either side,
Pleasant under the cloudless skies,
Garden Street in the sunlight lies.
146. Address to Edinburgh
© Robert Burns
EDINA! Scotias darling seat!
All hail thy palaces and towrs,
Where once, beneath a Monarchs feet,
Sat Legislations sovreign powrs:
Earth-Bound
© Alfred Noyes
Ghosts? Love would fain believe,
Earth being so fair, the dead might wish to return!
Is it so strange if, even in heaven, they yearn
For the May-time and the dreams it used to give?
The Pet Coon
© James Whitcomb Riley
Noey Bixler ketched him, and fetched him in to me
When he's ist a little teenty-weenty baby-coon
My Napoleon
© Victor Marie Hugo
Above all others, everywhere I see
His image cold or burning;
My brain it thrills, and many time sets free
The thoughts within me yearning.
298. Prologue spoken at the Theatre of Dumfries
© Robert Burns
For our sincere, tho haply weak endeavours,
With grateful pride we own your many favours;
And howsoeer our tongues may ill reveal it,
Believe our glowing bosoms truly feel it.
Let Us Go
© Algernon Charles Swinburne
Let us go hence, my songs; she will not hear.
Let us go hence together without fear;
