In lands I never saw, they say,    Immortal Alps look down,    Whose bonnets touch the firmament,    Whose sandals touch the town, —     Meek at whose everlasting feet    A myriad…

A precious, mouldering pleasure ‘t is    To meet an antique book,    In just the dress his century wore;    A privilege, I think,     His venerable hand to take,    And warming…

  It is an honorable thought,    And makes one lift one’s hat,    As one encountered gentlefolk    Upon a daily street,     That we’ve immortal place,    Though pyramids decay,    And kingdoms, like the…

Immortal is an ample word    When what we need is by,    But when it leaves us for a time,    ‘T is a necessity.     Of heaven above the firmest…

If the foolish call them ‘flowers,’    Need the wiser tell?    If the savans ‘classify’ them,    It is just as well!     Those who read the Revelations    Must not criticise    Those who…

  If I should n’t Be Alive    When the robins come,    Give the one in red cravat    A memorial crumb.     If I could n’t thank you,    Being just asleep,    You will…

 If I may have it when it’s dead    I will contented be;    If just as soon as breath is out    It shall belong to me,     Until they lock…

If anybody’s friend be dead,    It ‘s sharpest of the theme    The thinking how they walked alive,    At such and such a time.     Their costume, of a Sunday,    Some…

  I’ve seen a dying eye    Run round and round a room    In search of something, as it seemed,    Then cloudier become;    And then, obscure with fog,    And then be soldered…

I’ve got an arrow here;    Loving the hand that sent it,    I the dart revere.     Fell, they will say, in ‘skirmish’!    Vanquished, my soul will know,    By but a…