The Pennsylvania (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
PreludeI sing the Pilgrim of a softer climeAnd milder speech than those brave men's who broughtTo the ice and iron ...
PreludeI sing the Pilgrim of a softer climeAnd milder speech than those brave men's who broughtTo the ice and iron ...
THROUGH the long hall the shuttered windows shedA dubious light on every upturned head;On locks like those of Absalom the ...
PRELUDEALONG the roadside, like the flowers of goldThat tawny Incas for their gardens wrought,Heavy with sunshine droops the golden-rod,And the ...
One Sabbath day my friend and IAfter the meeting, quietlyPassed from the crowded village lanes,White with dry dust for lack ...
"I do believe, and yet, in grief,I pray for help to unbelief;For needful strength aside to layThe daily cumberings of ...
Where the Great Lake's sunny smilesDimple round its hundred isles,And the mountain's granite ledgeCleaves the water like a wedge,Ringed about ...
The elder folks shook hands at last,Down seat by seat the signal passed.To simple ways like ours unused,Half solemnized and ...
I.FAR from his close and noisome cell,By grassy lane and sunny stream,Blown clover field and strawberry dell,And green and meadow ...
Addressed to Francis Greenleaf Allison of Burlington, New Jersey.You scarcely need my tardy thanks,Who, self-rewarded, nurse and tend--A green leaf ...
The Benedictine EchardSat by the wayside well,Where Marsberg sees the bridalOf the Sarre and the Moselle.Fair with its sloping vineyardsAnd ...
A bending staff I would not break,A feeble faith I would not shake,Nor even rashly pluck awayThe error which some ...
WRITTEN IN THE ALBUM OF A FRIEND.On page of thine I cannot traceThe cold and heartless commonplace,A statue's fixed and ...
I. "Encore un hymne, O ma lyre Un hymn pour le Seigneur, Un hymne dans mon delire, Un hymne dans mon bonheur." One hymn more, ...
WITH a cold and wintry noon-light.On its roofs and steeples shed,Shadows weaving with t e sunlightFrom the gray sky overhead,Broadly, ...
They hear Thee not, O God! nor see;Beneath Thy rod they mock at Thee;The princes of our ancient lineLie drunken ...
WILDLY round our woodland quartersSad-voiced Autumn grieves;Thickly down these swelling watersFloat his fallen leaves.Through the tall and naked timber,Column-like and ...
They tell me, Lucy, thou art dead,That all of thee we loved and cherishedHas with thy summer roses perished;And left, ...
Stream of my fathers! sweetly stillThe sunset rays thy valley fill;Poured slantwise down the long defile,Wave, wood, and spire beneath ...
The fourteen centuries fall awayBetween us and the Afric saint,And at his side we urge, to-day,The immemorial quest and old ...
ONCE, more, dear friends, you meet beneathA clouded sky:Not yet the sword has found its sheath,And on the sweet spring ...
"BRING out your dead!" The midnight streetHeard and gave back the hoarse, low call;Harsh fell the tread of hasty feet,Glanced ...
To kneel before some saintly shrine,To breathe the health of airs divine,Or bathe where sacred rivers flow,The cowled and turbaned ...
When first I saw our banner wave Above the nation's council-hall, I heard beneath its marble wall The clanking fetters of the slave! In ...
On the isle of Penikese,Ringed about by sapphire seas,Fanned by breezes salt and cool,Stood the Master with his school.Over sails ...
The fagots blazed, the caldron's smokeUp through the green wood curled;"Bring honey from the hollow oak,Bring milky sap," the brewers ...
IT chanced that while the pious troops of FranceFought in the crusade Pio Nono preached,What time the holy Bourbons stayed ...
A gold fringe on the purpling hemOf hills the river runs,As down its long, green valley fallsThe last of summer's ...
I shall not soon forget that sightThe glow of Autumn's westering day,A hazy warmth, a dreamy light,On Raphael's picture lay.It ...
L. M. C.We sat together, last May-day, and talkedOf the dear friends who walkedBeside us, sharers of the hopes and ...
GONE to thy Heavenly Father's rest!The flowers of Eden round thee blowing,And on thine ear the murmurs blestOf Siloa's waters ...
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