The Pennsylvania (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
PreludeI sing the Pilgrim of a softer climeAnd milder speech than those brave men's who broughtTo the ice and iron ...
PreludeI sing the Pilgrim of a softer climeAnd milder speech than those brave men's who broughtTo the ice and iron ...
One Sabbath day my friend and IAfter the meeting, quietlyPassed from the crowded village lanes,White with dry dust for lack ...
FROM the green Amesbury hill which bears the nameOf that half mythic ancestor of mineWho trod its slopes two hundred ...
From the hills of home forth looking, far beneath the tent-like spanOf the sky, I see the white gleam of ...
In trance and dream of old, God's prophet sawThe casting down of thrones. Thou, watching loneThe hot Sardinian coast-line, hazy-hilled,Where, ...
FROM these wild rocks I look to-dayO'er leagues of dancing waves, and seeThe far, low coast-line stretch awayTo where our ...
(SEPTEMBER, 1779)I"Have a care!" the bailiffs cried From their cockleshell that layOff the frigate's yellow side, Tossing on Scarborough Bay,While ...
Oft when sweet music undulated round, Like the full moon out of a perfumed sea Thine image from the waves ...
Oh! glorious foam-crests that surge beneath me,Oh! mighty waves that break with a roarOn these ironstone cliffs that rise above ...
It's not for us to understandHow life on earth began to be,How forms that lived within the seaShould leave the ...
There's a pathway through a forest in the Picardie I know, A port where girls haul up the boats with ...
O BELLS that rang, O bells that sang Above the martyrs' wilderness, Till from that reddened coast-line sprang The Gospel ...
Tonight a shimmer of gold lies mantled o'er Smooth lovely Ocean. Through the lustrous gloom A savor steals from linden ...
It was built of bark and poles, and the floor was full of holes Where each leak in rainy weather ...
The state with the prettiest name, the state that floats in brackish water, held together by mangrave roots that bear ...
You are the moon, dear love, and I the sea: The tide of hope swells high within my breast, And ...
Oft when sweet music undulated round, Like the full moon out of a perfumed sea Thine image from the waves ...
Tonight a shimmer of gold lies mantled o'er Smooth lovely Ocean. Through the lustrous gloom A savor steals from linden ...
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