The Portrait (John Pierpont Poems)
Why does the eye, with greater pleasure, restOn the proud oak, in vernal honors drest,When sultry gales, that to his ...
Why does the eye, with greater pleasure, restOn the proud oak, in vernal honors drest,When sultry gales, that to his ...
Years roll along; and, as they glide awayIn silent lapse, on every New-Year's day'T is claimed by custom that we ...
Ho! children of the granite hillsThat bristle with the hackmatack,And sparkle with the crystal rillsThat hurry toward the Merrimack,Dam up ...
It had rained in the night; but the morning's birthWas as calm and still as even;The heralds of day were ...
Awake! awake! and take the pledge,Without a fear or doubt!'T will weave around your heart a hedge,To keep the demon ...
Oh! water for me—bright water for me!And wine for the tremulous debauchee!It cooleth the brow, it cooleth the brain,It maketh ...
Thou sparkling bowl! thou sparkling bowl!Though lips of bards thy brim may press,And eyes of beauty o'er thee roll,And song ...
'Tis but a drop" the father said,And gave it to his son;But little did he think a workOf death was ...
Mary, never on these pagesLet there be a single line,Be it beau's, or bard's, or sage's,That shall aught unholy speak,Or ...
Can we forget the gloomy time,When Bacchus ruled the day,—When dissipation, sloth and crime,Bore undisputed sway?The time—the time—the gloomy timeThe ...
Come all ye young teetotallers—Come with us while we goTo fight with old king Alcohol,A brave and mortal foe.Then rouse, ...
"The Plague! the Plague! bring out your dead."Through all the land the cryRang shrilly forth. "We bring our dead!"Was murmured ...
I've signed the pledge! It is the bondBetween my God and me—'Tis done!—I've broke th' enchanted wand;I breathe—I live—I'm free!Darkness, ...
We have entered the field, and are ready to fight,Against the rum demon from morning till night,The groggeries, too, we're ...
The drink that's in the drunkard's bowlIs not the drink for me,It kills his body and his soul,How sad a ...
Father of lights! we bless each rayShot from thy throne to lead the blind;With song we hail the holy dayThat's ...
When in the light of faith divineWe look on things below,Honor, and gold, and sensual joy,How vain and dang'rous too.The ...
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