By the Sea, and Other Verses

This is a collection of poetry by Hannah Lavinia Baily. They describe a number of different settings, prominently the sea in the titular poem, and bring in contemporary as well as mythical themes.


By : Hannah Lavinia Baily (1837 - 1921)

01 - Myself and You



02 - By the Sea



03 - At the Close of the Year



04 - Risen



05 - Elizabeth Crowned



06 - Who is Sufficient



07 - Peace



08 - Boys and Girls



09 - A Smile



10 - A Sparrow Alone on the Housetop



11 - To Mother



12 - Psalm CXXI



13 - To R. T. B.



14 - On New Year, 1897



15 - To Anna



16 - A Song of Tens



17 - Jessica



18 - Transition



19 - To A. H. B.



20 - To Winnie



21 - A Life Work



22 - Visions



23 - Be Ye also Ready



24 - Mimosa



25 - At the Crisis



26 - On the Death of Dr. James E. Rhoads



27 - Eternal Youth



28 - Building Time



29 - Sunrise



30 - Neal Dow



31 - 'Paradise will Pay for All'



32 - Forgiveness



33 - A Lost Song?



34 - A New Earth



35 - Recall



36 - Philistia's Triumph



37 - The White Ribbon Army



38 - Christmas



39 - 'A Day in June'



40 - To-day



41 - Losing Victories



42 - Not Mine



43 - In the Desert



44 - A Phantom in the 'Circle'



45 - A Valentine



46 - A Convention Hymn



47 - A Collection Song



48 - The Ballad of the Boundary Line



49 - Margaret Lee



50 - Soaring Upward



51 - The End of the Road


Myself and You

There are only myself and you in the world,
There are only myself and you;
'Tis clear, then, that I unto you should be kind,
And that you unto me should be true.
And if I unto you could be always kind,
And you unto me could be true,
Then the criminal courts might all be adjourned,
And the sword would have nothing to do.
A few fertile acres are all that I need,—
Not more than a hundred or two,—
And the great, wide earth holds enough, I am sure,
Enough for myself and for you.
The sweet air of heaven is free to us all;
Upon all fall the rain and the dew;
And the glorious sun in his cycle of light
Shines alike on myself and on you.
The infinite love is as broad as the sky,
And as deep as the ocean's blue,
We may breathe it, bathe in it, live in it, aye,
It is life for myself and for you.
And the Christ who came when the angels sang
Will come, if the song we renew,
And reign in his kingdom,—the Prince of Peace,—
Reigning over myself and you.
O, then, may I be unto you always kind,
And be you unto me always true;
So the land may rest from its turmoil and strife,
And the sword may have nothing to do.

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