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Exiles came to the land of Siberia, and having chosen a broad site they built a
wooden house that they might dwell together in concord and brotherly love; and
there were of them about a thousand men of various stations in life.

Violets

© Dinah Maria Mulock Craik

LET them lie, yes, let them lie,
They'll be dead to-morrow:
Lift the lid up quietly
As you'd lift the mystery
Of a shrouded sorrow.

Vigil

© William Ernest Henley

Lived on one's back,
In the long hours of repose,
Life is a practical nightmare -
Hideous asleep or awake.

A Parting Health

© Oliver Wendell Holmes

YES, we knew we must lose him,--though friendship may claim
To blend her green leaves with the laurels of fame;
Though fondly, at parting, we call him our own,
'T is the whisper of love when the bugle has blown.

Sea-Mews In Winter Time

© Jean Ingelow

I walked beside a dark gray sea.
And said, "O world, how cold thou art!
Thou poor white world, I pity thee,
For joy and warmth from thee depart.

Song Of Nature

© Henry David Thoreau

Mine are the night and morning,
The pits of air, the gull of space,
The sportive sun, the gibbous moon,
The innumerable days.

The Three Gossips' Wager

© Jean de La Fontaine

AS o'er their wine one day, three gossips sat,
Discoursing various pranks in pleasant chat,
Each had a loving friend, and two of these
Most clearly managed matters at their ease.

Griselda: A Society Novel In Verse - Chapter IV

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

How shall I take up this vain parable
And ravel out its issue? Heaven and Hell,
The principles of good and evil thought,
Embodied in our lives, have blindly fought

Vanity

© Gilbert Keith Chesterton

A wan sky greener than the lawn,
A wan lawn paler than the sky.
She gave a flower into my hand,
And all the hours of eve went by.

Who Follow The Flag

© Henry Van Dyke

PHI BETA KAPPA ODE
HARVARD UNIVERSITY
June 30, 1910

Prologue To Mallet's Mustapha

© James Thomson

Since Athens first began to draw mankind,
To picture life, and show the impassion'd mind;
The truly wise have ever deem'd the stage
The moral school of each enlighten'd age.

The Complaint Of New Amsterdam

© Jacob Steendam

I'm a grandchild of the Gods
Who on th' Amstel have abodes;
Whence their orders forth are sent
Swift for aid and punishment.

On Beauty. A Riddle

© Matthew Prior

Resolve Me, Cloe, what is This:

Or forfeit me One precious Kiss.

A poem, Sacred to the Glorious memory of King George

He said.-Again, with Majesty refin'd,
Up-wing'd to Realms of Bliss, th'Ætherial Mind.

A paraneaticall or advice verse to his friend, Mr John Wicks

Is this a life, to break thy sleep,

To rise as soon as day doth peep?

Minor Litany

This is for those who work and those who may not,
For those who suddenly come to a locked door,
And the work falls out of their hands;
For those who step off the pavement into hell,
Having not observed the red light and the warning signals
Because they were busy or ignorant or proud.