_Thanks are due to The New York Observer, The Churchman, Zion's Herald, Christian Register, The Standard, Outing, Boston Transcript, Portland Transcript, The New England Home Magazine, and others, for permission to re-print poems of mine that have appeared in their columns._ The sweetest songs are left unsung, The sweetest themes unread, The sweetest chords are left unstrung, The sweetest words unsaid. How strange it is, and yet how true, Surpassing mortal ken, We still can catch a blessed view Of thought and times and men.…
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