Our Profession and Other Poems

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BY JARED BARHITE,

PREFACE.

DEDICATION.

INDEX.

INVOCATION TO THE MUSE.

OUR PROFESSION.

NEEDS AND POWERS.

COURAGE AND FAITH.

INCOMPETENCE.

FACT VERSUS FORM.

INTEREST.

MEMORY AND REASON.

THE DESIRABLE UNDEFINED.

MIRRORS.

MANY.

DUTY DONE.

THE SENSES. THE EYE. Some eyes are trained to scan large field

SOUL SPEAKS TO SOUL.

OUR BATTLEFIELD.

GOOD HABITS.

EVIL HABITS.

LIFE'S EMERGENCIES.

STRAND DESPAIR.

INDULGENCE.

THE TEACHER'S SOLILOQUY.

SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST.

THE DIFFERENCE.

MIND AWAKENED.

THE OGRE.

MY CHOICE.

THE REQUIREMENTS OF THE HOUR.

A BOY.

ARBOR DAY POEMS.

THE TREE OF STATE.

ARBOR DAY TRIBUTE.

THE ROSE.

THE GOLDENROD.

BUTTERCUPS AND DAISIES.

THE FRINGED GENTIAN.

THE DANDELION.

THE FLOWERS I LOVE.

TRAILING ARBUTUS.

THE MORNING GLORY.

RYE.

COMMUNION WITH NATURE.

MOUNTAIN BROOK.

TO A MOUNTAIN BROOK.

THE STREAM'S STORY.

THE SECOND SUNDAY IN MAY.

NATURE'S CHILD.

LAKE GEORGE, N. Y.

THE THRUSH.

ROBIN REDBREAST.

THE FARMER.

THE OLD FARM.

MAPLE AT MY FATHER'S DOOR.

OCEANUS' MIRROR, TRINITY LAKE, N. Y.

MORNING FLOWERS.

ARTIST NATURE.

MISCELLANEOUS POEMS.

MUSIC.

REST.

SUCCESS.

FRAGMENTS.

A BEACON LIGHT.

MEMORY.

DISCONTENT.

OUR POLITICS.

SUNSET.

SELFISHNESS.

RETROSPECTION.

ALONE.

LOVE.

LIES.

HEARTSTRINGS.

WHO KNOWS?

TWILIGHT HOUR.

THE HAIR.

LIBERTY.

"LO," THE DEPARTED.

DRIFTING AWAY.

KINDRED SPIRITS.

SCHOOL DAYS.

PERHAPS.

IMPORTANT MOMENTS.

WHO SHALL JUDGE?

THE FUTURE.

ERE AND AT MY CALL.

BODING SNOW.

AN OPEN BOOK.

SOME CHARACTERS I MUCH ADORE.

SOME CHARACTERS I CAN'T ADMIRE.

ON BROOKLYN BRIDGE.

THEIR LIFE IS WHAT THEY MAKE IT.

THE LONE BIRD.

A LESSON FROM NATURE.

MY MOTHER'S LOVE.

THE EVENING BEFORE MY BROTHER'S FIFTY-THIRD BIRTHDAY.

MY BROTHER'S BIRTHDAY.

TO MY DAUGHTER BLANCHE IN HEAVEN.

THE VOICE.

A PICTURE.

MY ROOM IN BOYHOOD'S DAYS.

NATURE'S VOICE.

POUNDRIDGE, N. Y.

TIM.

THE UNWRITTEN LETTER.

ALL THINGS ARE SECOND-HANDED.

FACES WE READ.

AMITYVILLE.

TRUE WEALTH.

PIOUS PIE POEM PUNS.

FIDELITY.

FINIS.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           

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