Red Riding Hood (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
On the wide lawn the snow lay deep,Ridged o'er with many a drifted heap;The wind that through the pine-trees sungThe ...
On the wide lawn the snow lay deep,Ridged o'er with many a drifted heap;The wind that through the pine-trees sungThe ...
They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care;They pursued it with forks and hope;They threatened its life with ...
I'm sorry they let me go down to the brook,I'm sorry they gave me the line and the hook,And I ...
WHY and Wherefore set out one dayTo hunt for a wild Negation.They agreed to meet at a cool retreatOn the ...
It struck the signs of the Zodiac,Around the immovable ManWho stands in front of the AlmanackTo show his interior plan.The ...
He floundered from the breakers coolInto a boiling pot,Where, thinking some egregious foolHad made the water hot,—Ashamed of such stupidity,He ...
The Mighty Mother, and her son who brings The Smithfield muses to the ear of kings, I sing. Say you, ...
From Camoweal to Windywoe, from Windywoe to Thirstyville,We'll drag the line around the map, along the plain, and up the ...
"O, WHITHER sail you, Sir John Franklin? Cried a whaler in Baffin's Bay. To know if between the land ...
"A MARINER sat on the shrouds one night; The wind was piping free; Now bright, now dimmed was ...
I also loved, and the restless breaths Of sleeplessness, fluttering through darkness, Out of the park would downward drift To ...
They told me the water was lovely, That I ought to go for a swim,The air ...
Eros is the god of love; He and I are hand-in-glove. All the gentle, gracious Muses ...
King Solomon drew merchantmen, Because of his desire For peacocks, apes, and ivory, From Tarshish unto Tyre, With cedars out ...
Our brows are bound with spindrift and the weed is on our knees; Our loins are battered 'neath us by ...
The Banker's Fate They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care; They pursued it with forks and hope; ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
You were the one I wanted most to know So like yet unlike, like fire and snow, The casual voice, ...
Evening was in the wood, louring with storm. A time of drought had sucked the weedy pool And baked the ...
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