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• Winter Twilight

  Soft-sandalled twilight, handmaid of the night,
  Before her noble lady’s radiant face
  Doth slowly come, with gentle, quiet pace, …

  George Tracy Elliot

• Under the Red Cross

  She came and went as comes and goes
  A fragrance in the morning air,
  Where lay the shadowy shapes of those …

  Chauncey Hickox

• A Child's Question

  “what is it to be dead?” O Life,
  Close-held within my own,
  What foul breath in the air is rife? …

  Emma Huntington Nason

• Thomas a Kempis

  Turn with me from the city’s clamorous street,
  Where throng and push passions and lusts and hate,
  And enter, through this age-browned, ivied gate, …

  Richard Rogers Bowker

• Kelpius's Hymn

  O god, thy moon is on the hills,
  Thy stars are in the sky,
  Thy Spirit this mortal vessel fills, …

  Arthur Peterson

• Two Argosies

  “the ducats take! I ’ll sign the bond to-day:
  No storm can wreck Antonio’s white-winged fleet;
  My stately ships secure ride every bay …

  Wallace Bruce

• In the Old Churchyard at Fredericksburg

  In the old churchyard at Fredericksburg
  A gravestone stands to-day,
  Marking the place where a grave has been, …

  Frederick Wadsworth Loring

• The Aztec City

  There is a clouded city, gone to rest
  Beyond the crest
  Where cordilleras mar the mystic west. …

  Eugene Fitch Ware

• Were-Wolf

  Runs the wind along the waste,
  Run the clouds across the moon,
  Ghastly shadows run in haste …

  Julian Hawthorne

• The Golden Age

  This world was not
  As it now is seen:
  It once was clothed …

  Ernest Francisco Fenollosa

• Whenever a Little Child Is Born

  Whenever a little child is born,
  All night a soft wind rocks the corn;
  One more buttercup wakes to the morn, …

  Agnes Carter Mason

• Snowflakes

  Whenever a snowflake leaves the sky,
  It turns and turns to say “Good-by!
  Good-by, dear clouds, so cool and gray!” …

  Mary Mapes Dodge

• Why It Was Cold in May

  The year had all the Days in charge,
  And promised them that they
  Should each one see the World in turn, …

  Henrietta Robins Eliot

• Thistle-Down

  Never a beak has my white bird,
  Nor throat for song;
  But wings of silk by soft wind stirred …

  Clara Doty Bates

• A Little Boy's Vain Regret

  He was six years old, just six that day,
  And I saw he had something important to say
  As he held in his hand a broken toy. …

  Edith Matilda Thomas

• A Mortifying Mistake - Pratt

  I studied my tables over and over, and backward and forward, too;
  But I could n’t remember six times nine, and I did n’t know what to do,
  Till sister told me to play with my doll, and not to bother my head. …

  Anna M

• Early News - Pratt

  The sparrow told it to the robin,
  The robin told it to the wren,
  Who passed it on, with sweet remark, …

  Anna M

• A Million Little Diamonds

  A million little diamonds
  Twinkled on the trees;
  And all the little maidens said: …

  Mary Frances Butts

• Only One

  Hundreds of stars in the pretty sky;
  Hundreds of shells on the shore together;
  Hundreds of birds that go singing by; …

  George Cooper

• Written in the Visitors' Book at the Birthplace of Robert Burns

  Of heavenly stature, but most human smile,
  Gyved with our faults he stands,
  Truth’s white and Love’s red roses tendering us, …

  George Washington Cable

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