The New Born King.

The New Born King. 473.3 In the dience of the night. And they heard an angel say. "Christ, the Lord, is born today." Chorus- Glory, glory let us sing. Glory to the new born King, Loud hosannahs we will ralne, In the great Redeemer's praise. Then…

The LIttle Match Girl.

The LIttle Match Girl. 490.4 "Come in. little stranger." I said. As she tapped at niy half open door; With a blanket pinned over her head. Which reached to the basket she bore. A look full of innocence fell From her modest and pretty blue…

The Girl In White.

The Girl In White. 464.9 She's a daisy, she's a hummer, she's a white rose of the summer. Oh. dainty latest comer, she's a vision of delightt She would charm e'en sages wary, cool and delicato and alry. Coming like a young snow fairy is the…

HIS ROMANCE.

HIS ROMANCE. 320.6 A stunning girl once passed my way, My ardor I could not restrain. Said I: "It is a pleasant day." Said she: "I fear it's going to rain." (And that was all I said. And that was all she said.) Her beauty troubled my…

The Man Behind

The Man Behind. 243.4 Oht I when I was a little boy my father said to me Don't ever be too forward, lad, but not with modesty: In battle it's the man in front that's always shot. you'll find, But the gen'ral gets the credit, for he is the…

FAMILIAR FRIENDS.

FAMILIAR FRIENDS. 255.3 There's Tommy Jones, he lef' this little town, I reckon it was thirty years ago. They tell us that the boy's got salted down Five hundred thousand dollars cash or Some folks say that he's clear a millionaire, They…

The Mountains

The Mountains. 223.6 I saw the mountains stand Silent, wonderful and grand, Looking out across the land When the golden light was falling On distant dome and spire, And I heard a low voice calling: "Come up higher, come up higher. From…

A PESSIMIST.

A PESSIMIST. 453.7 Wot's the use of fireftles, Skootin' round at night With their foolish twinkle? They don't give no light. Wot's the use o' ravin' 'Bout the blushin' rose? You can't get their petals, Made up into clo's . Wot's the…

Little Son

Little Son 581-5 When twilight shakes her hourglass at the sun. And fairies froin their poppled fastness flee, Then, little boy, with empty arms I wait To sing you: "Bobby Shafto's gone to sea." I like to think that up among the stars We used…
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A Hard- Lcuk Story.

A Hard- Lcuk Story. 575.1 TOLD 'em that a great big boy was never meant to stay A-hangin' 'round a baby cart in Franklin Park all day; I told 'em that I had to watch the fellers playin' ball, An' now I'll bet they wisht that I had done it,…
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Paul Vance, or Lorena’s Reply.

Paul Vance, or Lorena's Reply. 377.5 The years are creeping slowly by, dear Paul, the winters come and go, The wind reeps past st with mourr.ful cry, dear Paul, and pelt my face with snow: But there's no snow upon the heart, dear Paul: 'tis…

SI Hubbard.

SI Hubbard. 560.2 'Twas way last spring. I think in May, When old Si Hubbard to re did say, "They say that a circus is coming to town; Let us go down and see the clown." So we sold all the hay, oat and corn, In fact we most cleaned out…

The World is Too Much with Us.

The World is Too Much with Us. 297.5 The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers; Little we see in Nature that is ours; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon! This sea that bares her bosom…

Lora Vale

Lora Vale. 179.6 Calmly feil the alivery moonbeams, Over hill and over vale, As with mournful heartee lingered By the couch of Lora Vale. She was dying, gentle Lor. She was passing like a sigh. From a world of love and beauty To a fairer…

A Runaway Bell Buoy

A Runaway Bell Buoy. 211.2 I was wearied of my shoal I was wearled of the surge That lifted me without end To beat my endless dirge. Ever the painted days Wantoned with me and passed A-down the valleys of the sea And left me fettered…

Silence is Golden.

Silence is Golden. 409.5 Silence is Golden Youn When I was joined to Minnie, she, like many of her sex, Was prone to talk so ceaselessly my patience she would vex; But I have trained her to be still whene'er I crook my thumb; I've got her…

The Worker and the Drone.

The Worker and the Drone. 527.3 A tolling bee from flower to flower, Made baste to gather royal sweets, Then homeward with his nectar load- Each day the willing task repeats. And when the winds of winter blow, And flowers no longer yield…

The Make-Believe Man

The Make-Believe Man. 147.10 Dame Nature lights her candles in the caverns of the sky. With a twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, and a yawn heigh-ho! And there blows a little cobweb into ev- ery little eve As the footsteps of the a-tick-a-tocking…

Books of the Old Testament

Books of the Old Testament. 212.5 The great Jehovah speaks to us In Genesis and Exodus. Loviticus and Numbers seo Followed by Deuteronomy. Joshua and Judges sway the land, Ruth gleans a sheat with trembling hand. Samuel and numerous Kings…