O Heart of Three-in-the evening,     You nestled the thorn-crowned head;    He leaned on you in His sorrow,     And rested on you when dead.     Ah! Holy Three-in-the…

 S. M. A.     Gone! and there’s not a gleam of you,     Faces that float into far away;    Gone! and we can only dream of you     Each…

    Deep in the dark I hear the feet of God:    He walks the world; He puts His holy hand    On every sleeper — only puts His hand…

    The Master’s voice was sweet:     “I gave My life for thee;    Bear thou this cross thro’ pain and loss,     Arise and follow Me.”    I clasped it in…

     “To Rev. Father E. Sourin, S.J., from A. J. Ryan; first, in memory of some happy hours passed in his company at Loyola College,…

    Two lights on a lowly altar;     Two snowy cloths for a Feast;    Two vases of dying roses;     The morning comes from the east,    With a gleam for…

    The priests stood waiting in the holy place,         Impatient of delay         (Isaiah had been read),    When sudden up the aisle there came a face         Like a…

          Dark!    Dark!    Dark!    The sun is set; the day is dead:            Thy Feast has fled;    My eyes are wet with tears unshed;            I bow my head;    Where the star-fringed shadows softly sway            I…

    They are so sad to say: no poem tells    The agony of hearts that dwells    In lone and last farewells.     They are like deaths: they bring a…

    “Far Away!” what does it mean?     A change of heart with a change of place?    When footsteps pass from scene to scene,     Fades soul from soul…