Frank Barbour Coffin Poems on War & Peace (4 Poems)

Ajax’ Appeal to America (Frank Barbour Coffin Poems)

My country, noble spectre of the past; Along thy rivers, and within thy vales, There breathes a deep-toned voice, that tells of days, When thou wert called the country of the free- Admired and frequented; when pilgrim’d hosts Trod thy … Continue reading →

Our Country (Frank Barbour Coffin Poems)

This star spangled banner country, Is styled as the “Land of Free;” And yet our race here suffers wrong, Mixed with great humility. We try to live by both the laws, Of righteous God and man; And on all public … Continue reading →

Where are the Boys (Frank Barbour Coffin Poems)

A question I would like to ask, To answer it may be a task. But the thought cannot be masked, Where are the boys? Congregations’ service of song, Thou who workest against all wrong, Canst thou help us find the … Continue reading →

Class Valedictoria (Frank Barbour Coffin Poems)

To A. R. The struggles you have made in school, Today are crowned with honor; You stand now in a vestibule, That causes you to ponder. School days and childhood days must end, And life’s tempestuous storms; From every part … Continue reading →