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A WANDERER. 
 
 1. In the land of Posey 
 I'm a wanderer, 
 
 Tryiu": hard to find the place, 
 Seeking: harder still the grace 
 Ev'ry heart to stir. 
 
 2. At the gate of knowledge fair 
 I a moment pause, 
 
 f-\sk of her the way that leads 
 
 To the thing my spirit needs — 
 First of all the laws. 
 
 3. Knowledge answers modestly 
 "You must wonder on, 
 
 J By this light I give to you 
 
 You will have a clearer view, 
 Hut it's only dawn. 
 
 4. With the light from knowledge fair 
 Ouickly on I move, 
 
 ^ Till at Wisdom's door 1 stand, 
 Asking of the secret grand 
 Which my claim will prove. 
 
 r>. Wisdom in the lamp puts oil. 
 
 Then to me replies: 
 "Harder still your soul must toil, 
 
 More your feet must tramp this soil, 
 
 Ere you feast your eyes." 
 
 6. Walking at a rapid gait, 
 
 Onward 1 proceed, 
 Though the way itself was straight, 
 
 Soon I find my strength abate, 
 
 So was checked un' si)eed. 
 
 7 While pL^rplexed at what to do, 
 
 To me conies relief; 
 Understanding's voice I hear 
 
 .And my being thrills witli cheer 
 
 And receeds m\' irrief. 
 
8. Pointing to the house of Love, 
 Understanding shows 
 
 Where I can obtain the prize- 
 Where the gift of poets lies — 
 All that Love bestows. 
 
 THE WIND OF SPRING. 
 
 I O you, fitful Wind of spring, 
 Why you try to ff ol me so? 
 
 You are high and you are low* 
 Changing as you come and go, 
 O you fitful Wind of spring. 
 
 2. O you, fitful Wind of spring! 
 Now the suru.mer time it seems. 
 
 And I'd hie me to the streams, 
 But you make my thoughts vain dreanjs, 
 O you, fitful W^ind of spring. 
 
 3. O you, fitful Wind of spring. 
 Soft the music of your breeze 
 
 Bids me go 'neath sylvan trees. 
 This you're sending me to tease, 
 O you, fitful Wind of Spring 
 
 4. O you, fitful wind of spring, 
 Though you come and fool me so. 
 
 Trees and shrubs and grasses grew. 
 And the farn^ers plow and sow, 
 While you blow, O Wind of spring. 
 
 SLEEP. 
 
 1- Sleep does not refresh the soul 
 
 As work that is completed. 
 Sleep's a balm, too freely used. 
 
 Will leave the soul defeated. 
 
 2. Glory comes not nigh to those 
 Whose eyes are fond of slumber, 
 
Fame's fair Temple's doors are shut 
 To Morpheus' drowsy number. 
 
 3 Cravens slink away for rest 
 
 Before the war is ended, 
 Brave hearts stay and fight it out 
 
 And their deeds are commended. 
 
 4. Sleep's the fool's Elysium, 
 
 All filled with dreams entrancing, 
 Never does he see himself 
 In any scene advancing. 
 
 5. Noble souls lie on the couch 
 Repair of body making. 
 
 Wrestling will they find themselves 
 At dawn of morning waking. 
 
 6. Rest for body does it good 
 But with the mind's controlling. 
 
 Sleep, that enervates the heart, 
 'i'he soul's sad chimes is tolling. 
 
 LOVE, O LOVE. 
 
 1. Love, O Love, if thou were here 
 Stormy skies would all be clear, — 
 
 Thunders cease their awful roar 
 
 And the lightnings flash no more — 
 
 And in thee, O Love, I'd find 
 
 Health for soul and balm for mind, 
 
 And would burst the bands of fear, 
 If, O Love, if thou were here. 
 
 2. Love, O Love, within thine eyes 
 I'd behold the brightest skies; 
 
 From thy voice so soft and low 
 Would the sweetest music flow; 
 
 And upon the lips a kiss 
 
 (Could my heart wish more of bliss? ) 
 
 Would complete the picture fair, 
 If, O Love, if thou were here. 
 
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 A PEACH, 
 
 1. Say, fruit, who made thee 
 With fuzzy skin so thin 
 
 And saccharine within? 
 
 And forined each cell a well 
 Of juice to swell and tell ! 
 
 A frag^rant story. 
 
 2. He took a bright hue 
 From earth, from air to share 
 
 In thy face fair and clear. 
 
 A flavor sweet and meet, 
 That makes a treat complete, 
 
 Runs thy rich meat through. 
 
 3. An artist surely 
 Infused with care so rare 
 
 Things far and near to share; 
 
 In making thee to be 
 The beauty we now see 
 
 An artist made thee. 
 
 THE RAIN. 
 
 1. The rain is falling thick and fast, 
 I do not know how long twill last. 
 
 But then it seems that I could stay 
 And watch it fall the live-long day, 
 
 2. In cadence soft and low it falls 
 And strikes the roof and then the wailgt 
 Nor tarries long, but glides away, 
 
 It is so full of work and play. 
 
 3. It gathers in its tiny hand 
 
 And rolls along the grains of sand. 
 With nimble feet it gladly goes 
 
 To seek some feeble streams it knows. 
 
 4. It tarries on each shrub and tree 
 And says to them: "Now drinkof me. " 
 
It does not pass the grasses by. 
 It stops and satifies their cry. 
 
 5. The rain's a happy, jolly thing, 
 As happy as a lark on wing:. 
 
 And vvh}'- should I refrain to see 
 
 The pictures which it makes for me? 
 
 6 Now even when the day is done 
 And sinks to rest the clouded sun. 
 
 The rain its mission still doth keep 
 And soothes me with refreshing sleep. 
 
 AUTUxMN'S BREATH. 
 
 1. The touch of Autumn's with'ring 
 
 breath 
 Is stealing chlorophyl from leaves 
 That soon will be a shroud of death 
 For mother earth, while forest grieves. 
 
 2. A hapless ruin doth befall 
 The glory of fair Summer's reign. 
 
 It strikes upon the great and small, 
 And makes all seem they grew in 
 vain. 
 
 3. But Autumn's wholly not unkind, 
 For ere she strips the forest bare 
 
 She seasons fruits so man can find 
 Abundant room for hearty cheer. 
 
 WINTER^S APPROACH. 
 
 i The chill of Winter's blast 
 
 Is softly stealing down, 
 And soon we'll see the last 
 
 Of fickle Autumn's brown. 
 
 2. The merry, merry streams. 
 Bewitched iDy Winter's chill, 
 
 Will stop for pleasant dreams 
 And sleep upon the hill. 
 
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 3. The snow cloud's drawing near, 
 \nd frost is on the ground, 
 
 The robin's voice we'll hear 
 And then the hunter's sound. 
 
 4. Now happy are the boys, 
 The girls are in high glee, 
 
 Awaiting on the joys 
 
 The snow man likes to see. 
 
 5. There is a special charm 
 Around the blazing hearth 
 
 That draws us to its arm, 
 
 While Winter reigns o'er earth 
 
 SHADOWS. 
 
 1. Before the blazing hearth I sit 
 And watch the shadows as they flit 
 
 Across the years. 
 
 They tell me what I hoped to be 
 When all of life was certainty 
 
 And free from cares. 
 
 2. Along the sounding shore I go 
 And build a mansion that I know 
 
 Will firmly stand. 
 
 A picture of it now remains, 
 The waves dislodged it from the grains 
 
 Of moving sand. 
 
 3. I think that certain ones will be 
 To walk the road of life with me 
 
 In perfect peace. 
 
 In Mem'ry's hall their steps I hear. 
 Their voices on that silent air 
 
 Will never cease. 
 
 4. I sit and watch the shadows go 
 Like waters of the rivers flow 
 
 To reach the sea. 
 
These shadows will forever call 
 To me ill time and ^o through all 
 Eternity. 
 
 COME OUT. 
 
 1. "Come out into the morning lij^ht," 
 The birds now loudly call; 
 
 "Come out, come out from bed and 
 sleep: 
 
 Come out, come out and take a peep 
 Upon tlie earth and heaven's deep; 
 
 Come out, both one and all." 
 
 2. "Come out into the morning- air," 
 The dewy grasses say; 
 
 "In all the trees regaining green 
 And shrubberies that grow between 
 
 The breath of early morn is seen 
 Come out, enjoy this day " 
 
 3 "Make haste, make haste, come out 
 come out," 
 
 The brooks all gladly sing; 
 "The way for all of us to do 
 
 That we might get our labors through: 
 Embrace the day while it is new. 
 
 Come out for this is spring" 
 
 RICHES 
 
 1 I look out. Upon the ground 
 Countless flakes of snow abound. 
 
 But the rays that bring the day 
 Diamonds before me lay. 
 
 2 I look up. Across the sky 
 Sheets of clouds are passing by. 
 
 Ere they into rain unfold, 
 I behold lar2:e sheets of gold. 
 
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 3 I look dovvni. Between its sides 
 Softly on a river glides. 
 
 Now does full-grown luna shine 
 On a flowing silver mine. 
 
 4 I look in. The stress of fears 
 Brings a dread of coming years. 
 
 Faith and hope and love appear 
 And supply the needed cheer. 
 
 5 Who does crave for riches great? 
 He can find it at his gate. 
 
 Nature many-handed goes, 
 
 On each man her riches pours. 
 
 THE FLOWERS AND BEE 
 
 1 "Come, little bee 
 
 And- sip of me" 
 Said every flower on the tree; 
 
 "My heart .is large, 
 
 1 make no charge. 
 
 Now come, O come, and sip of me" 
 
 2 "l surely will 
 Your call fulfill" 
 
 The little bee was heard to say; 
 
 "For who would miss 
 To take a kiss 
 
 Or many more from flowers gay? 
 
 3 With buzzing sound 
 Their lips he found, 
 
 And sipped the nectar pure and sweet 
 And when away 
 
 He went that day 
 He said: "l thank you for the treat." 
 
 PRESEVERANCE. 
 
 1. Through the misty vapor sailing 
 
 In our bark upon life's sea; 
 We will keep a faith prevailing 
 
 And our hearts from cares tet free. 
 
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 Winds will come with loud voice 
 blowing:. 
 
 Dashing waves in fury high; 
 We will hold the course we're going, 
 
 On love's strength we'll e'er rely. 
 
 We will heed the notes of warning, 
 We will watch our compass true, 
 
 Hope will keep us till the morning 
 Brings bright glory to our view. 
 
 Just beyond the waters heaving 
 Lies the haven's blessed calm, 
 
 And await for our receiving 
 Body rest and spirit balm 
 
 TO A STAR 
 
 I see you bathe your shining form 
 In heaven's changeless blue. 
 Now while you peep 
 From out the deep 
 Pray tell me: What are you? 
 
 I watch you climb the steep ascent 
 Of yonder eastern skies, 
 And sink for rest 
 Out in the west 
 Before my won'dring eyes. 
 
 The storm clouds gather thick and fast 
 And hide your lovely face, 
 
 They soon depart. 
 
 Nor mar your heart, 
 Again you smile with grace 
 
 I gaze upon your loveliness 
 And watchfulness so true. 
 Say. child of night, 
 
 If not a sprite. 
 Pray tell me: What are you? 
 
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 TAKE TIME. 
 
 Take time to grow, my soul, 
 
 Let seasons o'er you roll. 
 The harvest is not at the sowing, 
 
 The seed must have some time for 
 growing. 
 Take time to grow, my soul, 
 
 Take time to grow. 
 
 Take time to learn, my soul, 
 
 Afar off is the goal 
 The scholar comes not in the morning, 
 
 He needs some years for his adorn- 
 ing. 
 Take time to learn, my soul, 
 
 Take time to learn. 
 
 Take time to give, my soul, 
 Great haste will lose the toll. 
 
 Though man's sad plight calls for re- 
 lieving 
 His heart must ope for the receiving. 
 
 Take time to give, my soul, 
 Take time to give. 
 
 Take time to live, my soul, 
 
 Keep off the rocks and shoal 
 The ship that enters port so gaily 
 
 Her chart and compass follows daily. 
 Take time to live, my soul. 
 
 Take time to live. 
 
 A VIOLET. 
 
 Little violet, 
 
 Dressed in deepest blue. 
 Gladly I accept 
 
 Thee for friendship true. 
 
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 May the hands that plucked 
 
 Thee from out thy place 
 Ever will be found 
 
 Heart and home to grace. \ 
 
 May thy modesty 
 
 And thy fragrance rare ' 
 
 Teach me how to live 
 
 And life's burdens bear. 
 
 Little violet, 
 
 Dyed in heavens blue. 
 May I ever have 
 
 Fondest thoughts through you. 
 
 LOVE IS ALL. 
 
 I need a heart to love me, 
 
 That is all— 
 A heart that owns me as its own 
 
 No matter how I laugh or moan. 
 That stands with me 'gainst wind and 
 tide 
 
 And when by cruel Fate I'm tried — 
 I need a heart to love me, 
 
 That is all. 
 
 I need a heart to love me, 
 
 That is all. 
 If smiling Fortune me should find 
 
 And gives me gifts of ev'ry kind 
 To full my span of life with ease, 
 
 The gifts my soul could never please, 
 Unless a heart to love me 
 
 Comes with all. 
 
 I need a heart to love me, 
 
 That is all. 
 Two hearts in unison can beat 
 
 With full or scanty store to eat. 
 'Tis love, not work, that conquers all, 
 
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 And bears the brunt of life's loud call. 
 I need a heart to love me, 
 That is all. 
 
 NORTH WINDS WHIP. 
 
 Drive, O North Wind, with your 
 whip! 
 
 Make the leaves of forest ship! 
 Make them dance! 
 
 Make them prance! 
 Whirl them! 
 
 Hurl them! 
 Till at last your task is done, 
 
 Let us have the most of fun. 
 
 With your whip the snow cloud brings 
 
 Like the birds upon the wing! 
 Now with might! 
 
 Left and right! 
 Shatter, 
 
 Scatter 
 Them! and make a carpet white! 
 
 Then we'll play with great delight. 
 
 With your whip the waters lash! 
 
 And the foaming billows dash 
 With a roar 
 
 On the shore! 
 Sounding, 
 
 Bounding, 
 Make them go in merry glee! 
 
 Such a sight we like to see. 
 
 THANKSGIVING. 
 
 Since ev'ry thing together works 
 
 For good to them that love the Lord, 
 
 We come on this Thanksgiving Day 
 To sing and tell our joys abroad. 
 
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 Father kind and merciful, 
 
 Forgive us for the things done wrong 
 When we by sin were led astray, 
 And now inspire us in our song. 
 
 We ihankthee for health and strength. 
 The joy and gladness,- pain and woe, 
 
 And all that go to make up life 
 That we thereby can larger grow. 
 
 Wc come and join in thankful songs 
 And word of praise we send abroad, 
 
 Since ev'rythitig together works 
 
 r'or good to them that love Thee, 
 Lord. 
 
 NEW FOUND JOY, 
 
 1 heard the shrieks and cries of birds. 
 
 And thought they were in danger 
 grave. 
 I quickly hastened forth to see, 
 
 And strict attention to them gave. 
 
 I saw them whirling in the air, 
 
 Alighting on a tree near by, 
 And starting off and going back, 
 
 And all the while 1 heard them cry. 
 
 Nowhere around was any foe 
 
 To make them shriek, to make them 
 cry. 
 I learned they had a new found joy: 
 
 The nestlings once, they now can fly. 
 
 Their shriek and cry came not from fear, 
 But born they were of greatest joy — 
 
 A joy that thrills with throbbing life 
 And makes of sorrow no alloy. 
 
 A new found joy's a pleasant thing, 
 Esteemed alike by man and bird, 
 
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 And each of them we always find 
 Expressing it by deed and word. 
 
 Then fill the air with shrieks and cries! 
 
 Just send them out both far and near — 
 From treetop, valley, mount, and plain — 
 
 But let them leap from hearts of cheer! 
 
 THE SUN, WIND, AND RAIN. 
 
 The sun looked down upon the rain 
 
 In mig^hty torrents falling:, 
 And heard the loud voice of the wind 
 
 O'er field and woodland calling. 
 
 Together in their happy mood 
 The wind and rain were playing 
 
 Like children in the summer time 
 Through dale and forest maying. 
 
 Though all the raindrops hurried on 
 The course the wind was blowing, 
 
 They laughed because they knew the 
 wind 
 Could not control their flowing 
 
 So well it pleased the sun to see 
 
 His children play together, 
 He smiled, and lo, behold a change 
 
 At once came in the weather. 
 
 He laughed, and soon through rifts of 
 clouds 
 
 His blood-red face was peeping. 
 'Twas evening now, and thus he sought 
 
 His dazzling couch for sleeping. 
 
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 ENLIGHTENED. 
 
 Enlightened by the days now fled, 
 I rise in hope my way to tread. 
 
 Can worse things come than I have 
 passed? 
 But, if they come, they cannot last. 
 
 The past will ever be to me 
 The key to all futurity. 
 
 The star of hope within my breast 
 
 Will never let my spirit rest, 
 Until I rise and stand complete 
 
 With sordid things beneath my feet. 
 'Tis life, not death, that will prevail; 
 
 'Tis death to doubt, to stop, to fail. 
 
 VOICE OF SPRING. 
 
 Listen to the voice of Spring, 
 Sounding over hill and plain. 
 
 Hear it in the winds that bring 
 Clouds to drop refreshing rain. 
 
 See, the flowers hear this voice 
 And from slumber wake to grow. 
 
 All the birds with songs rejoice, 
 Ice-bound streams begin to flow. 
 
 Ressurrection for the earth 
 
 Is the gladsome hymn of Spring, 
 
 And it calls in sounds of mirth 
 That we, too, our hymns should 
 bring. 
 
 Let us not be less than birds, 
 Flowers, shrubberries and trees. 
 
 Let us sing with grateful words 
 For this voice in ever> breeze. 
 
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 THE STARS AND STRIPES. 
 
 The birth of the Stars and Stripes as told 
 Brings the noise of battle again 
 
 With the daring and dash of Courage 
 bold, 
 And the carnage of horses and men. 
 
 The annals of all the tribes of earth 
 
 That tell of any real gain 
 Reveal: The obtaining of any thing- 
 worth 
 
 Was attended with greatest pain. 
 
 The birth of the Stars and Stripes 
 brought joy 
 To the heart of the patriot band, 
 Because 'neath its folds they dared to 
 destroy 
 The tyrant on sea and on land. 
 
 All honor to those who fought and bled 
 For a cause so worthy and just! 
 
 And though all their names are enrolled 
 with the dead, 
 Yet still we honor their dust. 
 
 PREPARAIION. 
 
 The gloom that spreads o'er Wintersface, 
 The clouds that weep themselves 
 away. 
 
 The biting wind that fly in haste 
 
 Prepare us for Spring's brightest day- 
 
 The honest farmer's patient toil 
 On mountain side or fertile plain 
 
 And implements that turn the soil 
 Prepare the land for golden grain. 
 
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