«Down yonder, 'mid hills in a shimmering bend / Lo, the city afar. / Pale village and woodland before it extend, / Where tintings of meadow and pasturage blend, / The city gleams faintly afar. Nor dwelling, nor yard - but in shadows of night, / Somethi...»
«From moistened clay by God was I created, / But never freed from earthly guise. / With peaks and valleys I am federated / E'en as myself, the earth I prize. When gazing on the distant roads I ponder, / Methinks that feeling I can grasp / How wheels thereon, and stones and feet that wander...»
«(i.) Thou earth with guile and irksome woe, / Art yet a mother unto me! / Mute mother mine, I love thee so, / Thou earth with guile and irksome woe! / How sweet in earth's embrace to be, / Nestling to her when May's aglow! / Thou earth with guile and irksome woe, / Art yet a mother un...»
«In this hour when darkened skies arc by the awful thunder rent, / In this hour when shakes our dwelling to its very fundament, / In this hour when every hope and every love are in despair, / When the mightiest in spirit purse the brow in restless care / In this hour your hearts shall rouse ...»