- Snow-flakes
I wonder what they are,
These pretty, wayward things,
That o'er the gloomy earth
The wind of heaven flings.
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- Memory
A treasured link of shining pearls,
A by-gone melody,
A shower of tears with smiles between--
And this is memory.
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- The Soldier's Grave
[To the memory of Lieut. Wm. W. Wardell, of the First Massachusetts Cavalry, killed May 28, 1864.]
Above his head the cypress waves
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- September
Oh, soon the forests all will boast
A crown of red and gold;
A purple haze will circle round
The mountains dim and old;
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- Beyond
Beyond yon dim old mountain's shadowy height,
The restless sun droops low his grand old face;
While downward sweeps the trembling veil of night,
To hide the earth; the frost king's filmy lace
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