Young as the youngest who donned the Gray,         True as the truest that wore it,    Brave as the bravest he marched away,    (Hot tears on the cheeks…

    Father Keeler died February 28, 1880, in Mobile, Ala.    Inscribed to his sister.     “Sweet Christ! let him live, ah! we need his life,        And woe to us…

    Thou art sleeping, brother, sleeping        In thy lonely battle grave;    Shadows o’er the past are creeping,    Death, the reaper, still is reaping,    Years have swept, and years are sweeping    Many…

    Go! heart of mine! the way is long —     The night is dark — the place is far;    Go! kneel and pray, or chant a song,    …

    Some find work where some find rest,     And so the weary world goes on:    I sometimes wonder which is best;     The answer comes when life is…

    Thine eyes are dim:     A mist hath gathered there;    Around their rim     Float many clouds of care,     And there is sorrow every — everywhere.     But there…

    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…