Aechdeacon Barbour (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
THROUGH the long hall the shuttered windows shedA dubious light on every upturned head;On locks like those of Absalom the ...
THROUGH the long hall the shuttered windows shedA dubious light on every upturned head;On locks like those of Absalom the ...
ONE righteous word for Law-the common will;One living truth of Faith-God regnant still;One primal test of Freedom-all combined;One sacred Revolution-change ...
A "PETITE COMEDIE" IN RHYME.LOVER.COQUETTE! coquette! now, is it fairTo weave for me your magic hair,Binding me thus, all unaware?Till, ...
Manasseh, lord of Judah, and the sonOf him who, favoured of Jehovah, sawAt midnight, when the skies were flushed with ...
With garments for sorrow torn, With eyelids heavy and red,A woman sat by a new-made grave, Bewailing her slaughtered dead--Weep! weep! weep! Tears ...
IN ANSWER TO A POETICAL EPISTLE WRITTEN TOME BY HIM IN WALES, SEPTEMBER 1791. WHILE in long exile far from you ...
O God, I am ashamed to die, But not the least afraid;Tho' death's dark shadow draweth nigh, Atonement has been madeFor every ...
I'D have you use a wise philosophy,In this, as in all matters, whereuponJudgment may freely act; truth ever liesBetween extremes; ...
God help the man who mortgages his lifeFor patriot dues! Henceforward he is safeNo more. His noblest virtues only chafeThe ...
I am the Song of Rebellion.Murmuring in breasts of Grecian galley slaves,Sobbing in parched throats of pyramid hewers and builders,Rankling ...
The merry brown hares came leapingOver the crest of the hill,Where the clover and corn lay sleepingUnder the moonlight still.Leaping ...
"A man's a man," says Robert Burns, "For a' that and a' that"; But though ...
There are different kinds of heroes, there are some you hear about.They get their pictures printed, and their names the ...
It is better as it is: I have failed but I can sleep;Though the pit I now am in is ...
Less hate and greed Is what we need And more of service true; More men to love The flag above ...
To do your little bit of toil,To play life's game with head erect; To stoop to nothing that would soilYour ...
Mary sat musing on the lamp-flame at the table Waiting for Warren. When she heard his step, She ran on ...
The world is full of women who'd tell me I should be ashamed of myself if they had the chance. ...
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