The Human Sacrifice (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
I.FAR from his close and noisome cell,By grassy lane and sunny stream,Blown clover field and strawberry dell,And green and meadow ...
I.FAR from his close and noisome cell,By grassy lane and sunny stream,Blown clover field and strawberry dell,And green and meadow ...
ACROSS the Stony Mountains, o'er the desert's drouth and sand,The circles of our empire touch the western ocean's strand;From slumberous ...
I.To me by early mornCame memories of Old Ireland by the sea,The tenderest and sweetest that there be,Wherein the songs ...
Beautiful babe, I gaze upon thy face That bears no trace of earth: thy silk--soft cheek Gladdens me even to tears, and ...
Out of the clover and blue-eyed grassHe turned them into the river-lane;One after another he let them pass,Then fastened the ...
Pull away merrily--over the waters! Bend to your oars for the wood-tangled shore;We're off and afloat with earth's loveliest daughters, Worth all ...
There was a boy of other days,A quiet, awkward, earnest lad,Who trudged long weary miles to getA book on which ...
A Microcosm In Terza RimaI.Quiet I lay at last, and knew no moreWhether I breathed or not, so worn I ...
WRITTEN FOR THE 22 OF AUGUST 1834-THE BERKSHIRE JUBILEE. Darkness upon the mountain and the vale- Forest and ...
. "Courage!" he said, and pointed toward the land, "This mounting wave will roll us shoreward soon." In ...
IO wonderful and wing?d flower,That hoverest in the garden-close,Finding, in mazes of the rose,The rapture of a summer hour !O ...
One moment past our bodies cast No shadow on the plain; Now clear and black they stride our track, And ...
Help for a patriot distressed, a spotless spirit hurt, Help for an honourable clan sore trampled in the dirt! From ...
"Courage!" he said, and pointed toward the land, "This mounting wave will roll us shoreward soon." In the afternoon they ...
From noiseful arms, and acts of prowess done In tournament or tilt, Sir Percivale, Whom Arthur and his knighthood called ...
That slim creek out of the sky the dried-blood western gum tree is all stir in its high reaches: its ...
Come, for the dusk is our own; let us fare forth together, With a quiet delight in our hearts for ...
The hoar-frost crumbles in the sun, The crisping steam of a train Melts in the air, while two black birds ...
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