America In 1863: Her “Voice Is Still For War” (Janet Hamilton Poems)
Still beyond the wild AtlanticWeeping Peace, dishevelled, frantic,Shrieking, flies from shore to shore,Hearing still the cannons roar—Seeing through the skies ...
Still beyond the wild AtlanticWeeping Peace, dishevelled, frantic,Shrieking, flies from shore to shore,Hearing still the cannons roar—Seeing through the skies ...
1.WHY do we rest our anxious hopes below,And fancy bliss beyond misfortune's reach,While every "light affliction," every woeDoes some new ...
A dandy old horserman is Brigalow Mick- Which his name, sir, is Michael O'Dowd -Whatever he's riding, when timber is thick, He ...
We have seen the Queen of cheese, Laying quietly at your ease, Gently fanned by evening breeze — Thy fair form no flies ...
There are moments we can look to, we can cherish in the past,As the fleeting days that numbered them are ...
Ancient of Ages! humbly bent before Thee, Songs of glad homage, Lord! to Thee we bring:Touched by thy spirit, oh! teach ...
If you were herethese long grey fields of spaceso quaint and yet so drear,stagnant with age, yet green with corn ...
As still, with Hope's delusion gay,AMANTOR traced his devious way,A stately Palace rose to view;The walls were gold ...
TECUMSEH….Once this mighty continent was ours,And the Great Spirit made it for our use.He knew no boundaries, so had we ...
Know all, who search for knowledge deep -Hear David's words and wisdom's call -If you seek happiness and good,First taste ...
Oh, thou surpassing beauty! that dost liveShrined in yon silent stream of glorious light!Spirit of harmony! that through the vastAnd ...
When, long ago, the daring of my youthDrew nigh thy greatness with a little thing,Thou didst receive me; and thy ...
Waking alone in a multitude of loves when morning's lightSurprised in the opening of her nightlong eyesHis golden yesterday asleep ...
O radiant sun of light,A soul-inspiring sight.I Unrivalled king of kings,Thy praise through ages rings.Thou'rt wisest of the wise,Exalted to ...
(After passing Sirmione, April 1887.) Sirmio, thou dearest dear of strands That Neptune strokes in lake and sea, With what ...
I feel no small reluctance in venturing to give to the public a work of the character of that indicated ...
Can we believe -- by an effort comfort our hearts: it is not waste all this, not placed here in ...
Is the spider a monster in miniature? His web is a cruel stair, to be sure, Designed artfully, cunningly placed, ...
TO her, for I must still regard her As feminine in her degree, Who has been my unkind bombarder Year ...
'Twas in the year of 1878, and. the winter had set in, Lord Roberts and the British Army their march ...
Beautiful city of Edinburgh, most wonderful to be seen, With your ancient palace of Holyrood and Queen's Park Green, And ...
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