A Story Of The “Barefoot Boy” (John Townsend Trowbridge Poems)
WRITTEN FOR J. G. WHITTIER'S SEVENTIETH BIRTHDAY."I was once a barefoot boy."- J. G. WHITTIER.ON Haverhill's pleasant hills there played,Some ...
WRITTEN FOR J. G. WHITTIER'S SEVENTIETH BIRTHDAY."I was once a barefoot boy."- J. G. WHITTIER.ON Haverhill's pleasant hills there played,Some ...
"Hats off" in the crowd. "Present arms" in the line!Let the standards all bow, and the sabres incline —Roll drums, ...
This Monument, consign'd to latest Times,Stands to perpetuate Wolsey's daring Crimes;Who long, by wicked Arts, of Power possess'd,(The Lust of ...
My neighbor's farm and mine lie side by side,And nothing should our mutual trust divide;But they who made th' original ...
Life of my life, my soul's best part,I could not live without thee now;And yet this love must break my ...
YOU say you envy in your calm retreatOur social Meetings;--'tis with joy we meet.In these our parties you are pleased ...
NEXT, to a graver tribe we turn our view,And yield the praise to worth and science due,But this with serious ...
Heavily slumbered noonday brightUpon the lone field, glory-dight,A burnished grassy sea:The child, in gorgeous golden hours,Through heaven-descended starry flowers,Went walking ...
This is what Bob Cruikshanks said,With a doubtful shake of the head, And an oily hand that began to feelRound ...
Sphinx, down whose rugged face The sliding centuries their furrows cleave By sun and frost and cloud-burst; scarce ...
The little home paper comes to me, As badly printed as it can be; It's ungrammatical, cheap, absurd--Yet, how I ...
When I was young, said old George Jones (And rumbling from his bearded lips,His deep voice boomed in measured tones) ...
In everything I seek to graspThe fundamental:The daily choice, the daily task,The sentimental.To plumb the essence of the past,The first ...
Two well-built men, neither giant nor dwarf, Were Monsieur Elims and Mynheer Nworf. They lived in a town not far ...
whirligig twister dancer prancer st vitus's quester chancer romancer the inkman cometh from that nether world where dream and coincidence ...
The Barrister's Dream They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care; They pursued it with forks and hope; ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
I MET a Seer, Passing the hues and objects of the world, The fields of art and learning, pleasure, sense, ...
I sit inside the train of tears The station mellow in shade Unoriginal phrases air-brush the canvas. Puzzling minds I ...
I was a Poet! But I did not know it, Neither did my Mother, Nor my Sister nor my Brother. ...
Is it long as a noodle or fat as an egg? Is it lumpy like a potato or ringed like ...
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