Loss And Gain by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

"From the outskirts of the town         Where of old the mile-stone stood.     Now a stranger, looking down     I behold the shadowy crown"

"In those days said Hiawatha,     "Lo! how all things fade and perish!     From the memory of the old men     Pass away the great traditions,"

"Between the dark and the daylight,         When the night is beginning to lower,     Comes a pause in the day's occupations,      That is known"

"How beautiful is the rain!     After the dust and heat,     In the broad and fiery street,     In the narrow lane,     How beautiful is the ra"

"‘WHERE shall we go for our garlands glad At the falling of the year, When the burnt-up banks are yellow and sad, When the boughs are yellow and sere?"

"I Ay, it is fitting on this holiday, Commemorative of our soldier dead, When -- with sweet flowers of our New England May Hiding the lichened stones"