Yet, although among the greater lights, the lesser may not prevail, they may, perchance, send out occasional gleams, which shall serve to brighten the way for a few hearts.
KATE R. STILES.
May, 1879.
CONTENTS.
| Page | |
| The Dead, | [5] |
| Clover Blossoms, | [6] |
| Lines Written on a Stormy Night, | [8] |
| Lake Quinsigamond, | [10] |
| Lines Written for the Re-union of Pastor & People, | [13] |
| Hope, | [15] |
| The Shipwreck, | [16] |
| Pansies, | [21] |
| Little Joe, A Christmas Story, | [23] |
| The Infinite Love, | [27] |
| Lines on the Death of a Young Man, | [28] |
| The Flight of the Robin, | [34] |
| Musings, | [38] |
| The Sabbath Bell, | [39] |
| Words, | [41] |
| The Postman, | [43] |
| The Triumph of Truth, | [45] |
| Memorial Day, | [47] |
| Be True, | [49] |
| Bayard Taylor, | [51] |
| The Husking Party, | [53] |
| Autumn Leaves, | [56] |
| Birthday Lines, | [58] |
| No Room for the Children, | [61] |
| Inspiration, | [63] |
| Out of the Depths, | [67] |
| Life, | [72] |
| The Babe’s Mission, | [73] |
| Sweep Clean, | [75] |
| Castles in the Air, | [77] |
| Sunbeams, | [78] |
| Lift up the Fallen, | [79] |
| Why Tarry Ye Spring-time, | [80] |
| Invocation, | [81] |
THE DEAD.
Call them not dead, who leave the earthly for the heavenly state.
Theirs is a life more real than ours;
And, while we weep for them such bitter, bitter tears,
They come to us with words of light and cheer;