Date: 1911
"A friend may almost literally pour out his soul into our waiting ears, or we may almost literally read it in his eyes."
preview | full record— Lewis, Edwin Herbert (1866-1938)
Date: 1912
"Who does not harbor in his breast / The fruitage of forbidden things / Culled from beauty's lips and heart, / And folded in between the leaves / Of memory's roll of reveries."
preview | full record— Beadle, Samuel Alfred (1857-1932)