Channing (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
Not vainly did old poets tell,Nor vainly did old genius paintGod's great and crowning miracle,The hero and the saint!For even ...
Not vainly did old poets tell,Nor vainly did old genius paintGod's great and crowning miracle,The hero and the saint!For even ...
It's the flag of France! the flag of France, I see!Life to it! Health to it! fold on fold,With the ...
"In the fight at Brandywine, Black Samson, a giant negro armed with a scythe, sweeps his way through the red ranks...." ...
I.Shall we sing of grand Old Glory,With its flowing stripes and stars?Shall we tell its homely story,Or its battle fame ...
Two thousand years agone They heap'd my battle-grave,And each a tear and each a stone My mourning warriors gave;For I had borne ...
Queen of hundred ocean Isles, Rich in scenic grandeurs;Land of forest, hill, and glen, Where the tourist wanders.Land of torrent, lake, and ...
Ashamedof my race?And of what race an I?I am many in one.Thru my veins runs the bloodOf Red Man, Black ...
You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet, Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone?Of two such lessons, why forget The nobler ...
August 6th , 1875.Harp of my native landThat lived anew 'neath Carolan's master hand;Harp on whose electric chords,The minstrel Moore's ...
1 England, fair England! Empress isle of isles! --Round whom the loving-envious ocean plays, Girdling thy feet with silver and ...
The nations are all calling To and fro, from strand to strand;Uniting in one army The slaves of ...
'Twas the dusky Hallowe'en --Hour of fairy and of wraith,When in many a dim-lit green,'Neath the stars' prophetic sheen,As the ...
A Dramatic Lyric. A BACHELOR of common type, I sit me down before the fire And take my after-dinner pipe, ...
Unroll Erin's flag! fling its folds to the breeze!Let it float o'er the land, let it flash o'er the seas!Lift ...
Within a house of public entertainment There sat an ebon slave close at the foot Of a heavy chair topping ...
"UNDER the slanting light of the yellow sun of October, A ""gang of Dagos"" were working close by the side ...
The Celt in all his variants from Builth to Ballyhoo, His mental processes are plain--one knows what he will do, ...
If the Led Striker call it a strike, Or the papers call it a war, They know not much what ...
Sir, since the last Elizabethan died, Or, rather, that more Paradisal muse, Blind with much light, passed to the light ...
Said President MacConnachie to Treasurer MacCall: "We ought to have a piper for our next Saint Andrew's Ball. Yon squakin' ...
Many a green isle needs must be In the deep wide sea of Misery, Or the mariner, worn and wan, ...
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