The Pageant (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
A sound as if from bells of silver,Or elfin cymbals smitten clear,Through the frost-pictured panes I hear.A brightness which outshines ...
A sound as if from bells of silver,Or elfin cymbals smitten clear,Through the frost-pictured panes I hear.A brightness which outshines ...
After T. I.As I laye a-dreamynge, a-dreamynge, a-dreamynge,O softlye moaned the dove to her mate within the tree,And meseemed unto ...
My countryman, dear LithuanianBrought up in meadows and in leafy dales,To lead a new life is my invitation,A life loud ...
I wonder if the spell, the mystery,That like a haze about your silence clings,Moulding your void until we seem to ...
? Maxime du CampIFor the child, in love with globe, and stamps,the universe equals his vast appetite.Ah! How great the ...
Stormy's dead, I heard them say, "he's dead and gone to rest";Of all the skippers I have known old Stormy ...
Where is Australia, singer, do you know? These sordid farms and joyless factories, Mephitic mines and lanes of pallid woe? ...
It was pleasant up the country, City Bushman, where you went, For you sought the greener patches and you travelled ...
The night too quickly passes And we are growing old, So let us fill our glasses And toast the Days ...
Before my drift-wood fire I sit, And see, with every waif I burn, Old dreams and fancies coloring it, And ...
He's the man from Eldorado, and he's just arrived in town, In moccasins and oily buckskin shirt. He's gaunt as ...
Gaily bedight, A gallant knight, In sunshine and in shadow, Had journeyed long, Singing a song, In search of Eldorado. ...
By a route obscure and lonely, Haunted by ill angels only, Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT, On a black throne ...
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