Muse and Mint

I mused upon the strangeness of all things, So different from the dream Whereof the morning mounted up on wings Above the world agleam With light that trembled into life and lov...

’Tis thus we bring our own distorting grief To our beloved Physician for relief; And as our burden at thy feet we lay, Lord, say ’tis well and take our cross away!

O’er range and river toward the West I’ll keep and pray to learn Not what is easiest, but best, And worth a life’s return; For though I shall not pass again The way I thus preva...

Go forth with precious ointment of Affection to thy dead, With Easter’s glad, believing love That He Who for us bled, Who slept and rose again, is strong To roll corruption’s st...