If Love were all, how dark the world! What sorrow for the stricken heart! If Love were all, with Love grown cold - No tempest raging bleak and bold, Its icy fury ever hurled...
A new year dawning on a warring world! And many fight, and many pray for peace; But yet the roar of battle will not cease, Still man against his brother man is hurled. ...
Sage of the silver pen! Wherever thy thought was heard, Thou wert a leader of men. Poet of honored word! Knight of the eagle glance, Piercing the depths of wrong, "Justice" thy cry, and thy lance...
Dear Lady of Tranquillity, Ah! lightly have the years Their music on thy heart-strings played, and all the smiles and tears That mark the joy of living, that sound the depths of pain...
"'Tis but a common thing," one coldly said, "Nay, call it not a flower - this little weed, If plucking it, I kill it, root and seed - Better the world were if it lay there dead." ...
Who then is rich, who poor? I'll tell you now Of one, a meagre life who had to live, Wear dingy garb, and scarcely could allow Himself what men call comfort; yet to give...