I heard a linnet through the trees, jauntily , upon the breeze; a joyous burst of gilded song that pierced my heart, sweet and long, an...

I think of times as the night draws nigh Of an old house on a hill, Of a yard all wide and blossom-starred Where the children play at wi...

Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die. I have sent up my gladness on wings , to be lost in the blue of the sky. I hav...

When loud by landside streamlets gush, And clear in the greenwood quires the thrush, With sun on the meadows And songs in the shadows Co...

Of all the meals you can buy for money, Give me a meal of bread and honey! A table of grass in the open air, A green bank for an easy...

The Visitor God dwells here Within this quiet room; His touch is on my posies Of violets and broom. And as the evening sunshine Sheds ar...

The Heart of The Tree What does he plant who plants a tree? He plants a friend of sun and sky; He plants the flag of breezes free; The shaft...