Vision Of Columbus – Book 7 (Joel Barlow Poems)
Hail sacred Peace, who claim'st thy bright abode,Mid circling saints that grace the throne of God.Before his arm, around the ...
Hail sacred Peace, who claim'st thy bright abode,Mid circling saints that grace the throne of God.Before his arm, around the ...
I fled Him, down the nights and down the days; I fled Him, down the arches of the years; I ...
——— A manly race Of unsubmitting spirit, wise and brave; Who still through bleeding ages struggled hard To hold a ...
Africa my AfricaAfrica of pround warriors in ancestral savannahsAfrica of whom my grandmlother singsOn the banks of the distant riverI ...
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
I fled Him down the nights and down the days I fled Him down the arches of the years I ...
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