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  • I know it all . . . I know.
    For I am God. I am Jehovah, He
    94 lines
  • There I halted. Further down the
        hollow
    37 lines, 1 comment
  • Because He heard my voice, and
    answered me,
    12 lines
  • Quick through the gates of Fairyland
    The South Wind forced his way.
    18 lines, 1 comment
  • Up to the Hall, my lady there'll wear
    her satin gown,
    36 lines
  • GOD SAVE OUR GRACIOUS KING. (It
        seems
    25 lines
  • I shut my eyes to rest 'em, just a bit
    ago it seems,
    48 lines
  • If only dinner cooked itself,
    And groceries grew upon the shelf;
    34 lines, 9 comments
  • Not long ago, I prayed for dying
    grace,
    30 lines
  • In Dorset Dear they're making hay
    In just the old West Country way.
    16 lines
  • In Somerset they guide the plough
    From early dawn till twilight now.
    14 lines
  • Sometimes, when everything goes
        wrong:
    29 lines
  • His step? Ah, no; 'tis but the rain
    That hurtles on the windowpane.
    18 lines
  • When little Fanny came to town, I
    felt as I could sing!
    28 lines
  • "The Fairies must have come," I
        said,
    24 lines
  • Oh, the garden ways are lonely!
    Winds that bluster, winds that
    35 lines
  • "I'm going to gran'ma's for a bit
    My mother's got the copper lit;
    45 lines, 2 comments
  • Silent was I, and so still,
    As day followed day.
    34 lines
  • Summer met me in the glade,
      With a host of fair princesses,
    16 lines
  • "Owd John's got past his work," said
    they,
    32 lines
  • Such a sensation Sunday's preacher
    made.
    105 lines
  • Back in the dear old country 'tis Christ-
        mas, and to-night
    34 lines, 1 comment
  • There's a rustle in the woodlands,
        and a sighing in the breeze,
    34 lines
  • "In my father's house!" The words
    Bring sweet cadence to my ears.
    38 lines
  • Across the town the evening bell is
    ringing;
    35 lines
  • See, I am cumbered, Lord,
    With serving, and with small vexa-
    32 lines
  • Down in the dear West Country,
        there's a garden where I know
    34 lines
  • Down the little brown path through the woodland
    I went in my dreaming last night
    24 lines
  • One yestereve, in the waning light,
    When the wind was still and the
    44 lines
  • In her last hour of life the tree
    Gave up her glorious memories,
    24 lines
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