The Quaker Alumni (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
From the well-springs of Hudson, the sea-cliffs of Maine,Grave men, sober matrons, you gather again;And, with hearts warmer grown as ...
From the well-springs of Hudson, the sea-cliffs of Maine,Grave men, sober matrons, you gather again;And, with hearts warmer grown as ...
Robinson at cards at the Algonquin; a thinBlue light comes down once more outside the blinds.Gray men in overcoats are ...
A cluster of emeraldsPiercing high heaven!Over the Great River's swelling wavesSpirits trail their mist.The King of Chu's soul sought a ...
Miss Jenny W---d---r, to Lady Eliz. M---d---ss, at --- Castle, North. The Birth of Fashion, a Specimen of a modern ...
Sure there are Charms by Heav'n assign'dTo modish Life alone,A Grace, an Air, a Taste refin'd,To vulgar Souls unknown.Nature, my ...
Methinks there's a geniusRoams in the mountains,Girdled with ivyAnd robed in wisteria,Lips ever smiling,Of noble demeanour,Driving the yellow pard,Tiger-attended,Couched in ...
THE LANDS OF MY CHILDHOOD 1 I am leaving the holy city of Leeds For the last time for the ...
HE lived on the wings of storm. The ashes are in Chihuahua. Out of Ludlow and coal towns in Colorado ...
White King City I left at dawn in the morning-glow of the clouds; The thousand miles to Chiang-ling we sailed ...
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