Jerusalem (John Gardiner Calkins Brainard Poems)
Four lamps were burning o'er two mighty graves -Godfrey's and Baldwin's - Salem's Christian kings;And holy light glanced from Helena's ...
Four lamps were burning o'er two mighty graves -Godfrey's and Baldwin's - Salem's Christian kings;And holy light glanced from Helena's ...
ON A BLANK LEAF OF "POEMS PRINTED, NOT PUBLISHED."Well thought! who would not rather hearThe songs to Love and Friendship ...
(Written in her sixteenth year.)I dreamed a dream in the midst of my slumbers,And as fast as I dreamed it, ...
Here, where the thoroughfares meet at an angleOf ninety degrees (this angle is right),You may hear the loafers that jest ...
Little Prince Tatters has lost his cap! Over the hedge he threw it;Into the river it fell Kerslap! Stupid old thing, to ...
If there were dreams to sell,What would you buy?Some cost a passing bell;Some a light sigh,That shakes from Life's fresh ...
O la splendeur de notre joie,Tiss?e en or dans l'air de soie!Voici la maison douce et son pignon l?ger,Et le ...
Fort Dearborn is a strong and goodly place,And o'er the frontier looks with valiant faceTo greet the hostile tread of ...
Quand la feuille en festons a couronn? les bois, L'amoureux rossignol n'?touffe point sa voix. Il serait criminel aux yeux ...
Unluckily for a deathWaiting with phoenix underThe pyre yet to be lighted of my sins and days,And for the woman ...
AT Beauty's bar as I did stand, When False Suspect accused, ''George,'' quod the judge, ''hold up thy hand; Thou ...
You say my Love no marvel is to you. As she sedately treads the dust and stir Of earthly ways, ...
I never courted miser, fool or knave; Nor held my heart up as a thing to sell In open market, ...
I saw him once before, As he passed by the door, And again The pavement stones resound, As he totters ...
Venus, when her son was lost, Cried him up and down the coast, In hamlets, palaces, and parks, And told ...
Delayed till she had ceased to know -- Delayed till in its vest of snow Her loving bosom lay -- ...
If those I loved were lost The Crier's voice would tell me -- If those I loved were found The ...
One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all sound ...
Strephon. You Gote-heard Gods, that loue the grassie mountaines, You Nimphes that haunt the springs in pleasant vallies, You Satyrs ...
I KNOW a Jew fish crier down on Maxwell Street with a voice like a north wind blowing over corn ...
["Now what, we ask, is become of this Sinking Fund - these eight millions of surplus above expenditure, which were ...
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