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Tower Of Light

© Pablo Neruda

O tower of light, sad beauty

that magnified necklaces and statues in the sea,

The Noble Balm

© Benjamin Jonson

HIGH-SPIRITED friend,

I send nor balms nor cor'sives to your wound:

Semi-Centennial Celebration Of The New England Society

NEW ENGLAND, we love thee; no time can erase
From the hearts of thy children the smile on thy face.
'T is the mother's fond look of affection and pride,
As she gives her fair son to the arms of his bride.

A New Year's Morning Song

© Anna Laetitia Waring

Thanksgiving and the voice of melody,

This new year's morning, call me from my sleep;

A Ballad Of Religion And Marriage

© Amy Levy

Grant, in a million years at most,
Folk shall be neither pairs nor odd
Alas! we sha'n't be there to boast
"Marriage has gone the way of God!"

Fit The Sixth - The Barrister's Dream

© Lewis Carroll

He dreamed that he stood in a shadowy Court,
Where the Snark, with a glass in its eye,
Dressed in gown, bands, and wig, was defending a pig
On the charge of deserting its sty.

Late Ripeness

© Czeslaw Milosz

Not soon, as late as the approach of my ninetieth year,
I felt a door opening in me and I entered
the clarity of early morning.

Ormuzd And Ahriman. A Cantata

© Christopher Pearse Cranch

Oh, that I could sinne once see!

We paint the devil foul, yet he

An Aspiration.

© Robert Crawford

Music, with the tears in it,
Through my soul is ringing,
Moods like bodies flame and flit
Through the spirit's singing;

Cease To Do Evil Learn To Do Well

© Denis Florence MacCarthy

Oh! thou whom sacred duty hither calls,
Some glorious hours in freedom's cause to dwell,
Read the mute lesson on thy prison walls,
"Cease to do evil-learn to do well."

Fancy's Casuistry

© James Russell Lowell

How struggles with the tempest's swells
That warning of tumultuous bells!
The fire is loose! and frantic knells
Throb fast and faster,
As tower to tower confusedly tells
News of disaster.

The End of the Day

© Charles Baudelaire

In all its raucous impudence
Life writhes, cavorts in pallid light,
With little cause or consequence;
And when, with darkling skies, the night

The West's Sleep

© Thomas Osborne Davis

AIR--_The Brink of the White Rocks._

The Child At The Gate

© Madison Julius Cawein

THE sunset was a sleepy gold,
And stars were in the skies
When down a weedy lane he strolled
In vague and thoughtless wise.

The Night Walk

The night wind over the great downs
Streams along the sky.
In the solitude of the hill--side
There is only you and I.

Another Song Of A Fool

This great purple butterfly,
In the prison of my hands,
Has a learning in his eye
Not a poor fool understands.

America

OH mother of a mighty race,
Yet lovely in thy youthful grace!
The elder dames, thy haughty peers,
Admire and hate thy blooming years.
With words of shame
And taunts of scorn they join thy name.