The Bay Of Seven Islands (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
FROM the green Amesbury hill which bears the nameOf that half mythic ancestor of mineWho trod its slopes two hundred ...
FROM the green Amesbury hill which bears the nameOf that half mythic ancestor of mineWho trod its slopes two hundred ...
When fierce and fast-thronging calamities rush Resistless as destiny o'er us, and crush The life from the quivering heart till we feel Like ...
How many of my selves are dead? The ghosts of many haunt me: Lo,The baby in the tiny bedWith rockers on, ...
When day is done and nature doesn't chooseThe light to her own taste,The spacious halls of autumn woodsStand open to ...
Like as a flamelet blanketed in smoke,So through the anaesthetic shows my life;So flashes and so fades my thought, at ...
IOh, for the power to call to aid, of mineOwn humble Muse, the famed and sacred nine.Then might she fitly ...
Over his friend, Enkidu, Gilgamesh cried bitterly, roaming the wilderness. "I am going to die!—am I not like Enkidu?! ...
It was in the old days, When she used to hang out at a place Called Club Zombie, A black ...
Early Sunday morning leaving the highway Sparkles off the shoulder draw our gaze Light refracting and pulsing new frost clinging ...
The clock is frozen in the tower, The thickening fog with sooty smell Has blanketed the motor power Which turns ...
BOOK FIRST. I. ALL valor died not on the plains of Troy. Awake, my Muse, awake! be thine the joy ...
(ALEXANDRIA-MARSEILLES) Out in the blustering darkness, on the deck A gleam of stars looks down. Long blurs of black, The ...
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