The Garrison of Cape Ann (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
From the hills of home forth looking, far beneath the tent-like spanOf the sky, I see the white gleam of ...
From the hills of home forth looking, far beneath the tent-like spanOf the sky, I see the white gleam of ...
MASSACHUSETTS BAY, 1760.THE robins sang in the orchard, the buds intoblossoms grew;Little of human sorrow the buds and the robinsknew!Sick, ...
It is of Corca Dubhne she was, and she had her youth seven times over,and every man that had lived ...
One time Bran, son of Febal, was out by himself near his dun, and heheard music behind him. And it ...
A COPPER concave of a skyHangs high above my head.Vague thunder sullenly goes byWith dragging, muffled tread.The hot air faints ...
When that hour comes when I shall sit alone,And ponder on the things that were, but are no more,The while ...
Showers of shrapnel, scream of deadly shells;And broken lie the belfry's prayerful bellsAmid the silent, ruined cloisters, whereLonely, mute on ...
"TO wade the sea-mist, then to wade the seaJL at dawn, let drift your garments one by one,follow the clean ...
A COPPER concave of a sky Hangs high above my head. Vague thunder sullenly goes by With dragging, ...
As I hear, thro the midnight sighing, The low ebb-tide withdrawn, And gulls on the dark cliff ...
Three times we heard it calling with a low, Insistent note; at ebb-tide on the noon; And at ...
Away by the lands of the Japanee Where the paper lanterns glow And the crews of all the shipping drink ...
Come, dear children, let us away; Down and away below! Now my brothers call from the bay, Now the great ...
1 FLOOD-TIDE below me! I watch you face to face; Clouds of the west! sun there half an hour high! ...
I WAS asking for something specific and perfect for my city, Whereupon, lo! upsprang the aboriginal name! Now I see ...
I. Sunrise. In my sleep I was fain of their fellowship, fain Of the live-oak, the marsh, and the main. ...
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