That crept so gently to your cheekWhen first my love I dared to speak;How, in your glance, a dawning rayGave promise of love’s perfect day.When, in the ardent breath of noon,The roses with passion swoon;There steals upon me from the airThe scent that lurked within your hair;I touch your hand, I clasp your form —Again…
‘Say, hostess, have you good beer and wine?And where is that pretty daughter of thine?’‘My beer and wine is fresh and clear.My daughter lies on her funeral bier.’They softly tipped into the room;She lay there in the silent gloom.The first the white cloth gently raised,And tearfully upon her gazed.‘If thou wert alive, O, lovely maid,My…
Not more like brute than man? Look in his eye!No light is there; none, save the glint that shinesIn the now glaring, and now shifting orbsOf some wild animal caught in the hunter’s trap.How came this beast in human shape and form?Speak, man! – We call you man because you wearHis shape-How are you thus?…
How wonderful thy power, when naught else can,To soothe the torn and sorrow-laden breast!When bleeding hearts no comforter can find,When burdened souls droop under weight of woe,When thought is torture to the troubled mind,When grief-relieving tears refuse to flow;‘Tis then thou comest on soft-beating wings,And sweet oblivion’s peace from them is shed;But ah, the old…
Calm Night, the everlasting and the same,A brooding mother over chaos lay.And whirling suns shall blaze and then decay,Shall run their fiery courses and then claimThe haven of the darkness whence they came;Back to Nirvanic peace shall grope their way.So when my feeble sun of life burns out,And sounded is the hour for my long…
As you pass on your way to school.I do more than see, I watch you.I furtively draw the curtain aside.And my heart leaps through my eyesAnd follows you down the street;Leaving me behind, half-hidAnd wholly ashamed.What holds me back,Half-hid behind the curtains and wholly ashamed,But my forty years beyond your fifteen?Girl of fifteen, as you…
Before Thy throne of grace.O Lord–this morning–Bow our hearts beneath our knees,And our knees in some lonesome valley.We come this morning–Like empty pitchers to a full fountain,With no merits of our own.O Lord–open up a window of heaven,And lean out far over the battlements of glory,And listen this morning.Lord, have mercy on proud and dying…
And he was a miser old;He would trust no bank,So he dug, and sankIn the ground a box of gold,Down deep in the ground a box of gold.He hid his gold,As has been told,He remembered that he did it;But sad to say,On the very next day,He forgot just where he hid it:To find his gold…
And bolted strong and tight;In scorn she’ll sailThe fiercest gale,And pierce the darkest night.‘The builder’s artHas proved each partThroughout her breadth and length;Deep in the hulk,Of her mighty bulk,Ten thousand Titans’ strength.’The tempest howls,The Ice Wolf prowls,The winds they shift and veer,But calm I sleep,And faith I keepIn the word of an engineer.Along the trailOf…
Eyes dat’s jes as big an’ bright as de evenin’ star;An’ dat hol’ some sort o’ light lublier by far.Hair don’t hang ‘way down her back; plaited up in rows;Wid de two en’s dat’s behin’ tied wid ribben bows.Han’s dat raly wuz’n made fu’ hard work. I’m sho’;Got a little bit o’ foot; weahs a…
