“I know not where his islands lift Their fronded palms in air; I only know I cannot drift Beyond his love and care.”

“Flowers spring to blossom where she walks The careful ways of duty;Our hard, stiff lines of life with her Are flowing curves of beauty.”

“The windows of my soul I throwWide open to the sun.”

“Clothe with life the weak intent,Let me be the thing I meant ...”

“And one there was, a dreamer born,Who, with a mission to fulfill,Had left the Muses' haunts to turnThe crank of an opinion-mill,Making his rustic reed of songA weapon in the war with wrong,... "A Tent on the Beach”

“No longer forward or behindI look in hope or fear,But grateful, take the good I find,The best of now and here.”

“And still we love the evil causeAnd of the just effect complain;We tread upon life's broken lawsAnd murmur at our self-inflicted pain.”