The Great Strike (Albery Allson Whitman Poems)
Strike! Strike! Stop! Stop! What mean these shouts that rise — This great commotion throughout all the land,That chills the ...
Strike! Strike! Stop! Stop! What mean these shouts that rise — This great commotion throughout all the land,That chills the ...
IThe day that is the night of days,With cannon-fire for sun ablazeWe spy from any billow's lift;And England still this ...
Shot? so quick, so clean an ending? Oh that was right, lad, that was brave: Yours was not an ill ...
A brown sad-coloured hillside, where the soil,Fresh from the frequent harrow, deep and fine,Lies bare; no break in the remote ...
Shot? so quick, so clean an ending? Oh that was right, lad, that was brave: Yours was not an ill ...
Felix Randal the farrier, O he is dead then? my duty all ended, Who have watched his mould of man, ...
And then a scholar said, "Speak of Talking." And he answered, saying: You talk when you cease to be at ...
Thy trivial harp will never please Or fill my craving ear; Its chords should ring as blows the breeze, Free, ...
I Thy trivial harp will never please Or fill my craving ear; Its chords should ring as blows the breeze, ...
Unchanged within, to see all changed without, Is a blank lot and hard to bear, no doubt. Yet why at ...
When despair grows in me and I wake in the middle of the night at the least sound in fear ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
Lest he miss other children, lo! His angel is his playfellow. A riotous angel two years old, With wings of ...
Maiden most beautiful, mother most bountiful, lady of lands, Queen and republican, crowned of the centuries whose years are thy ...
CHILD, when they say that others Have been or are like you, Babes fit to be your brothers, Sweet human ...
Far beyond the sunrise and the sunset rises Heaven, with worlds on worlds that lighten and respond: Thought can see ...
The trumpets of the four winds of the world From the ends of the earth blow battle; the night heaves, ...
Oh, ponder, friend, the porcupine; Refresh your recollection, And sit a moment, to define His means of self-protection. How truly ...
Look at them standing there in authority The pale-faces, As if it could have any effect any more. Pale-face authority, ...
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