My Namesake (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
Addressed to Francis Greenleaf Allison of Burlington, New Jersey.You scarcely need my tardy thanks,Who, self-rewarded, nurse and tend--A green leaf ...
Addressed to Francis Greenleaf Allison of Burlington, New Jersey.You scarcely need my tardy thanks,Who, self-rewarded, nurse and tend--A green leaf ...
This now, the very latest of my toils,Vouchsafe me, Arethusa! needs must ISing a brief song to Gallus- brief, but ...
GALLUSThis now, the very latest of my toils,Vouchsafe me, Arethusa! needs must ISing a brief song to Gallus- brief, but ...
1.THE Muses long, on airy pinions borne,From clime to clime have wing'd their devious flight,Since from their native bowers and ...
Yet once again, my Harp, yet once againOne ditty more, and on the mountain ashI will again suspend thee. I ...
A BARD, unlike the bards of yore,Who drew from Aganippe's well,Inspiring draughts of poesy,As their harmonious numbers tell;Unlike the Roman ...
Melodious Arethusa, o'er my verseShed thou once more the spirit of thy stream:Who denies verse to Gallus? So, when thouGlidest ...
ONE ballade more before we say good-night, O dying Muse, one mournful ballade more! Then let the new men fall ...
Wrapt in stole of sable grain,With Fogs and DULLNESS in my train,Which damp my voice, and shade my brows,Behold an ...
My forlorne muse that neuer trode the path That leades to top of hie Pierion mount,Nor neuer washt within the ...
in the wares before you spread, Types of all things may be read. 'NEATH the shadow Of these bushes, On ...
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