Heart Utterances at Various Periods of a Chequered Life

But did no dark forebodings come? Was all at peace within? Did prompt obedience' sure reward e'en with the toil begin? Ah no! for nature's fond appeal would in that hour be hear...

Closed is the book we used to read; There's none to smile, there's none to heed; Our 'customed walk's deserted, too; It charms not as it used to do; The fav'rite path, the well-...

In this book I have scribbled some innocent rhymes, In various moods, and at different times; Some grave and some cheerful, some merry, some sad, Though none may be _good_, ther...