IN MEMORY OF A HAPPY DAY IN FEBRUARY. Blessed be Thou for all the joy My soul has felt to-day！ Oh, let its memory stay with me, And never pass away！ I...
A PRAYER. My God （oh, let me call Thee mine, Weak, wretched sinner though I be）, My trembling soul would fain be Thine； My feeble faith still clings t...
DESPONDENCY. I have gone backward in the work； The labour has not sped； Drowsy and dark my spirit lies, Heavy and dull as lead. How can I rouse my sin...
ENCOURAGEMENT. I do not weep； I would not weep； Our mother needs no tears： Dry thine eyes, too； 'tis vain to keep This causeless grief for years. ...
THE VISIONARY. Silent is the house： all are laid asleep： One alone looks out o'er the snow-wreaths deep, Watching every cloud, dreading every bree...
THE TWO CHILDREN. Heavy hangs the rain-drop From the burdened spray； Heavy broods the damp mist On uplands far away. Heavy looms the dull sky, Heavy r...
THE LADY TO HER GUITAR. For him who struck thy foreign string, I ween this heart has ceased to care； Then why dost thou such feelings bring To my sad ...
LAST WORDS. I knew not 'twas so dire a crime To say the word, "Adieu；" But this shall be the only time My lips or heart shall sue. That ...
WARNING AND REPLY. In the earth——the earth——thou shalt be laid, A grey stone standing over thee； Black mould beneath thee spre...
THE WANDERER FROM THE FOLD. How few, of all the hearts that loved, Are grieving for thee now； And why should mine to-night be moved With such a sense ...