The Chapel of the Hermits (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
"I do believe, and yet, in grief,I pray for help to unbelief;For needful strength aside to layThe daily cumberings of ...
"I do believe, and yet, in grief,I pray for help to unbelief;For needful strength aside to layThe daily cumberings of ...
Over the threshold of his pleasant homeSet in green clearings passed the exiled Friend,In simple trust, misdoubting not the end."Dear ...
A WHITE stone glimmers through the firs,The dry grass on her grave-mound stirs;The sunshine scarcely warms the skies;Pale cloudlets fleck ...
I.IT glooms forlornly 'mid wan ocean dunes,A desolate grave-mound on a dreary lea,Touched by sad splendors of gray-misted moons,Or veiled ...
Dew upon lonely orchidsLike tear-brimmed eyes.No twining of love-knots,Mist-wreathed flowers I cannot bear to cut.Grass for her cushions,Pines for her ...
On the morning of May,Ere the children had entered my gateWith their wreaths and mechanical lay,A metal ding-dong of the ...
A lady asks the Minstrel's rhyme. A lady asks? There was a timeWhen, musical as play-bell's chimeTo wearied boy,That sound ...
Oh, we might have a marvellous city Were we only less keen on cashLess avid for things -- more's the ...
I'm gatherin' flowers by the wayside to lay on the grave of Bill; I've sneaked away from the billet, 'cause ...
In Arthur's house whileome was I When happily the time went by In midmost glory of his days. He held ...
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