Occupation: Poet Birth: December 17, 1807 Death: September 7, 1892
We search the world for truth; we cull The good, the pure, the beautiful, From all old flower fields of the soul; And, weary seeker of the best, We c….
And sweet and far as from a star, replied a voice which shall not cease, till drowning all the noise of war, it sings the blessed song of peace.
No longer forward or behind I look in hope or fear, But grateful, take the good I find, The best of now and here..
We shape ourselves the joy or fear Of which the coming life is made, And fill our Future's atmosphere With sunshine or with shade..
For all sad words of tongue and pen, The saddest are these, 'It might have been'..
Give fools their gold, and knaves their power; let fortune's bubbles rise and fall; who sows a field, or trains a flower, or plants a tree, is more t….
Yet, in the maddening maze of things, And tossed by storm and flood, To one fixed trust my spirit clings; I know that God is good!.
Again the blackbirds sings; the streams Wake, laughing, from their winter dreams, And tremble in the April showers The tassels of the maple flower….
What is really momentous and all-important with us is the present, by which the future is shaped and colored..
His daily prayer, far better understood in acts than in words, was simply doing good..
Peace hath higher tests of manhood, than battle ever knew..
Who never wins can rarely lose, Who never climbs as rarely falls.
Before me, even as behind, God is, and all is well..
O Time and change! - with hair as gray as was my sire's that winter day, how strange it seems, with so much gone of life and love, to still live on!.
So let it be in God's own might We gird us for the coming fight, And, strong in Him whose cause is ours In conflict with unholy powers, We grasp the ….
I'll lift you and you lift me, and we'll both ascend together..
All the windows of my heart I open to the day..
Truth should be the first lesson of the child and the last aspiration of manhood; for it has been well said that the inquiry of truth, which is the l….
A little smile, a word of cheer, A bit of love from someone near, A little gift from one held dear, Best wishes for the coming year. These make a mer….
The saddest thing of word or pen, To know the things that might have been..
the joy that you give to others is the joy that comes back to you.