The Inward Judge (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
From Institutes of Manu.The soul itself its awful witness is.Say not in evil doing, "No one sees,"And so offend the ...
From Institutes of Manu.The soul itself its awful witness is.Say not in evil doing, "No one sees,"And so offend the ...
To write a poem here, my child,I really have no leisure ;And though the Muse has on me smiled,She comes ...
I. LINDSAY castle's jutted forth On the wild, old sounding sea,And a gallant race of the hardy North, ...
I.If thou hadst been a sculptor, what a raceOf forms divine had thenceforth filled the land!Methinks I see thee, glorious ...
When window-lamps had dwindled, then I roseand left the town behind me; and on my waypassing a certain door I ...
From Hugo's 'Feuilles d'Automne'.Have you sometimes, calm, silent, let your tread aspirant riseUp to the mountain's summit, in the presence ...
From the mystic sidereal spaces,In the noon of a night 'mid of May,Came a spirit that murmured to me --Or ...
In days, when the fruit of men's labour was sparing,And hearts were weary and nigh to break,A sweet grave man ...
Wise was the word the wise man spake, who said,"Angelo was the only man to whom God gaveFour souls,"—the soul ...
Watchman, watchman, what of the night, What of the night to tell?The heavens are dark, and never a light ...
STEADFAST as any soldier of the lineHe served his England, with the imminent deathPoised at his heart. Nor could the ...
I.ON the high road travelling steady,Sure, alert, and ever ready,Prompt to seize all fit occasion,Courting power and wealth and station;One ...
Part IIChild of Delight! with sunbright hairAnd seablue, sea-deep eyes;Spirit of Bliss, what brings thee here,Beneath these sullen skies?Thou shouldest ...
Dawns of the world, how I have known you all, so many, and so varied, and the same! dawns o'er ...
He heard them in the silence of the nightWhirring and thudding through the moonlit skyAnd wondered where their target, pondered ...
Why moan, why wail you, wind of night,With such despair, such frenzied madness?Why is your voice now full of might,Now ...
The overfaithful sword returns the user His heart's desire at price of his heart's blood. The clamour of the arrogant ...
The Atlantic is a stormy moat; and the Mediterranean, The blue pool in the old garden, More than five thousand ...
Edain came out of Midhir's hill, and lay Beside young Aengus in his tower of glass, Where time is drowned ...
SHALL I strew on thee rose or rue or laurel, Brother, on this that was the veil of thee? Or ...
Now Morn, her rosy steps in the eastern clime Advancing, sowed the earth with orient pearl, When Adam waked, so ...
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