Aechdeacon Barbour (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
THROUGH the long hall the shuttered windows shedA dubious light on every upturned head;On locks like those of Absalom the ...
THROUGH the long hall the shuttered windows shedA dubious light on every upturned head;On locks like those of Absalom the ...
Into the rock the road is cut full deep, At its low ledges village children play,From its high rifts fountains of ...
BOUCHE-MIGNONNE lived in the mill, Past the vineyards shady,Where the sun shone on a rill Jewelled like a lady.Proud the stream with ...
AN INCIDENT OF THE FLOOD IN MASSACHUSETTS, ON MAY16,1874.NO song of a soldier riding downTo the raging fight from Winchester ...
England! My England! can the surging seaThat lies between us tear my heart from thee?Can distant birth and distant dwelling ...
Geraldine, Geraldine, Do you remember where The willows used to screen The water flowing fair? The mill-stream's banks of green Where first our love begun, When ...
A migrant song-bird I,Out of the blue, between the sea and the sky,Landward blown on bright, untiring wings;Out of the ...
In moss-prankt dells which the sunbeams flatter (And heaven it knoweth what that may mean;Meaning, however, is no great matter) ...
BESIDE the dusty road of life, Deflower'd with toil and foul with strife, Lie hid within a charm of dew ...
The mill-stream, now that noises cease,Is all that does not hold its peace;Under the bridge it murmurs by,And here are ...
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