Summer: Tuesday Morning (John Bowring Poems)
How wisely is the stream of life controll'dIn its mild course—exhausted, and renew'd;When toiling day its hurried tide has roll'd,Comes ...
How wisely is the stream of life controll'dIn its mild course—exhausted, and renew'd;When toiling day its hurried tide has roll'd,Comes ...
Come, let us leave the vain, the proud,The ambitious, and the worldly wise;Pomp's revels, turbulent and loud,And pleasure's tempting vanities;And ...
Calm is the eve, and nature's wasting strengthIs, by the gentle influence of repose,Repair'd, rekindled;—with the morning's dawn,As if new-born, ...
Upon the orient utmost of the land,Enfranchised of the world, alone, and free,I stood; before me, and on either hand,The ...
O dear my Country, beautiful and dear,Love cloth not darken sight.God looketh through Love's eyes, whose vision clearBeholds more flaws ...
Died at Hartford, August 24th, 1860.The beauteous brow, the form of grace, With all their youthful charms,The hand that woke the ...
As when the deluge waves were gone, Hills, plains, and vales in freshness burst,And nature's earliest rainbow shone On scenes more lovely ...
Let Thy gracious spirit reach us In this earthly solitude;What we know not do Thou teach us, Thou who art all-wise and ...
May 28th, 1879Joy to Ierne, joy,This day a deathless crown is won,Her child of song, her glorious son,Her minstrel boyAttains ...
Yea peoples of the earth, put not your trust In princes, nor in any child of man Set over you ...
Darkness sat brooding o'er the infant world, That in chaotic gloom and silence lay, Till from the throne of Light ...
I read last night of the Grand Review In Washington's chiefest avenue,—Two hundred thousand men in blue, I ...
Is it a will-o'-the-wisp, or is dawn breaking, That our horizon wears so strange a hue? Is it but ...
_WHO gave us flowers?Heaven? The white God_?Nonsense!Up out of hell,From Hades;Infernal Dis!_Jesus the god of flowers_------?Not he._Or sun-bright Apollo, him ...
MUTE, sightless visitant, From what uncharted world Hast voyaged into Life's rude sea, With guidance scant; As if some ...
O INDIA, India, O my lovely land -At whose sweet throat the greedy English Snake,With fangs and lips that suck ...
THIS tree, here fall'n, no common birth or deathShared with its kind. The world's enfranchised son,Who found the trees of ...
LIKE an enfranchised bird, who wildly springs, With a keen sparkle in his glancing eye And a strong effort in ...
Talk with prudence to a Beggar Of "Potose," and the mines! Reverently, to the Hungry Of your viands, and your ...
I. Dead and gone, the days we had together, Shadow-stricken all the lights that shone Round them, flown as flies ...
NOT thine where marble-still and white Old statues share the tempered light And mock the uneven modern flight, But in ...
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