She Came And Went
As a twig trembles, which a bird Lights on to sing, then leaves unbent,
So is my memory thrilled and stirred;— I only know she came and went. As clasps some lake, by gusts unriven, The blue dome’s measureless content,
So my soul held that moment’s heaven;— I only know she came and went. As, at one bound, our swift spring heaps The orchards full of bloom and scent, So clove her May my wintry sleeps;— I only know she came and went. An angel stood and met my gaze, Through the low doorway of my tent;
The tent is struck, the vision stays;— I only know she came and went.
Oh, when the room grows slowly dim, And life’s last oil is nearly spent,
One gush of light these eyes will brim, Only to think she came and went.
James Russell Lowell
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The Candidates Creed
I du believe in Freedom's cause, Ez fur away ez Paris is; I love to see her stick her In them infarnal Pharisees;
Impartiality
I cannot say a scene is Because it is beloved of But I shall love to linger there, For sake of thy dear memory;
Hakons Lay
Then Thorstein looked at Hakon, where he sate, Mute as a cloud amid the stormy hall, And said: O Skald, sing now an olden song, Such as our fathers heard who led great lives;
Jeffries Wyman Died September 4 1874
The wisest man could ask no more of Than to be simple, modest, manly, true, Safe from the Many, honoured by the Few; To count as naught in World, or Church, or State,
