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• The Little Child

  A simple-hearted child was He,
  And He was nothing more;
  In summer days, like you and me, …

  Albert Bigelow Paine

• In Louisiana

  The long, gray moss that softly swings
  In solemn grandeur from the trees,
  Like mournful funeral draperies,— …

  Albert Bigelow Paine

• As the Day Breaks

  I pray you, what ’s asleep?
  The lily-pads, and riffles, and the reeds;
  No longer inward do the waters creep, …

  Ernest McGaffey

• Mark

  The heavy mists have crept away,
  Heavily swims the sun,
  And dim in mystic cloudlands gray …

  Ernest McGaffey

• A "Rise"

  Under the shadows of a cliff
  Crowned with a growth of stately pine
  An angler moors his rocking skiff …

  Ernest McGaffey

• Geronimo

  Beside that tent and under guard
  In majesty alone he stands,
  As some chained eagle, broken-winged, …

  Ernest McGaffey

• I Fear No Power a Woman Wields

  I fear no power a woman wields
  While I can have the woods and fields,
  With comradeship alone of gun, …

  Ernest McGaffey

• Aidenn

  Heaven is mirrored, Love, deep in thine eyes,
  Soft falls its shimmering light upon thy face;
  Tell me, Beloved, is this Paradise, …

  Katrina Trask

• Birth - Stillman

  Just when each bed was big with bloom,
  And as prophetic of perfume,
  When spring, with her bright horoscope, …

  Annie R

• The First Step

  My little one begins his feet to try,
  A tottering, feeble, inconsistent way;
  Pleased with the effort, he forgets his play, …

  Andrew Bice Saxton

• To O - S. C. by Annie Eliot Trumbull

  Spirit of “fire and dew,”
  Whither hast fled?
  Thy soul they never knew …

• A Plain Man's Dream

  Were i transported to some distant star
  With fifty little children, girls and boys,
  Or to some fabled land unknown, afar, …

  Frederick Keppel

• A Child of To-day

  O child, had I thy lease of time! such unimagined things
  Are waiting for that soul of thine to spread its untried wings!
  Shalt thou not speak the stars, and go on journeys through the sky? …

  James Buckham

• Vingtaine

  I
  separation
  could she come back who has been dead so long, …

  Alice Learned Bunner

• When Even Cometh On

  The mother-heart doth yearn at eventide,
  And, wheresoe’er the straying ones may roam,
  When even cometh on they all fare home. …

  Lucy Evangeline Tilley

• The Statue of Lorenzo de' Medici

  Mark me how still I am!—The sound of feet
  Unnumbered echoing through this vaulted hall,
  Or voices harsh, on me unheeded fall, …

  James Ernest Nesmith

• Ahmed

  With wrath-flushed cheeks, and eyelids red
  Where anger’s fiercest sign was spread,
  And hands whose clenched nails left their print …

  James Berry Bensel

• Ave! Nero Imperator

  What! roses on thy tomb! and was there then
  One who could sorrow o’er thy wretched fate?
  One heart that echoed not the cry of men,— …

  Duffield Osborne

• A Night in Lesbos

  The moon has left the sky,
  The Pleiades are flown,
  Midnight is creeping nigh, …

  George Hortom

• Bacchylides

  Fair star, new-risen to our wondering eyes
  With brighter glory from thy long eclipse!
  Poet, imprisoned in dead centuries! …

  George Meason Whicher

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