“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…

    Unroll Erin’s flag! fling its folds to the breeze!    Let it float o’er the land, let it flash o’er the seas!    Lift it out of the dust…

    Go, words of mine! and if you live     Only for one brief, little day;    If peace, or joy, or calm you give     To any soul; or…

     Over the silent sea of sleep,        Far away! far away!     Over a strange and starlit deep        Where the beautiful shadows sway;        Dim in the dark,        Glideth a bark,    Where…

    The moan of a wintry soul     Melted into a summer song,    And the words, like the wavelet’s roll,     Moved murmuringly along.     And the song flowed far…