The Temperance Crew (John Pierpont Poems)
Luff up, boys! clew up, and furl every sail;Clear the cables—let all fly, and clew;Though rocks are a-lee, she will ...
Luff up, boys! clew up, and furl every sail;Clear the cables—let all fly, and clew;Though rocks are a-lee, she will ...
With thy rugged, ice-girt shore,Draped in everlasting snow,Thou'rt enthroned a queen.Crown of moss and lichen grey,Frosted o'er with ocean spray,All ...
Oh! how sad the recollection! in the midst of joy it springs;What a train of faded pleasures that fond idea brings!All ...
Now o'er the deep the wind blows fresh and free,And hope beams joyful in the settler's eye;Madeira's isle lies westward ...
Two hands lie still, the hairy and the white,And soon down ladders of reflected lightThe sleepers climb in silence. GraduallyThey ...
"TO-NIGHT," you said, "to-night, all Ireland roundThe curlews call." The dinner-talk went on,And I knew what you heard and what ...
Whan that Bachus, the myghti lorde,And Juno eke, both by one accorde,Hath sette a-broche of myghti wyne a tone,And after ...
Now sit thee down, Melpomene, Wrapp'd in a sea-coal robe, And tell the doleful tragedy ...
Chloe, let down that chestnut hair; Let it flow full; let it fall free; Loosen that zone, those clasps that ...
To Scythian and Cantabrian plots, Pay them no heed, O Quintius! So long as we From care are ...
I cannot tell thee when my heart began To love thee, Dearest; for I cannot say That any record of ...
Against mischances I have shut my ear; I will not hear the far-off coming doom Trouble the distance with the ...
Ho, let her rip — with her royal clew a-quiver,And the long miles reeling out behind —For the Trade's got ...
Adieu to Belashanny! where I was bred and born; Go where I may, I'll think of you, as sure as ...
Ah, stay thy treacherous hand, forbear to trace Those faultless forms of elegance and grace! Ah, cease to spread the ...
AMERICA always! Always our own feuillage! Always Florida's green peninsula! Always the priceless delta of Louisiana! Always the cotton-fields of ...
1 OUT of the cradle endlessly rocking, Out of the mocking-bird's throat, the musical shuttle, Out of the Ninth-month midnight, ...
THE working girls in the morning are going to work-- long lines of them afoot amid the downtown stores and ...
Child of a line accurst And old as Troy, Bringer of best and worst In wild alloy- Light, like a ...
Amarantha, sweet and fair, Ah, braid no more that shining hair! As my curious hand or eye Hovering round thee, ...
Two hands lie still, the hairy and the white, And soon down ladders of reflected light The sleepers climb in ...
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