The Exiles. 1660 (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
The goodman sat beside his doorOne sultry afternoon,With his young wife singing at his sideAn old and goodly tune.A glimmer ...
The goodman sat beside his doorOne sultry afternoon,With his young wife singing at his sideAn old and goodly tune.A glimmer ...
I had rather write one word upon the rockOf ages than ten thousand in the sand.The rock of ages! lo ...
Stream of my fathers! sweetly stillThe sunset rays thy valley fill;Poured slantwise down the long defile,Wave, wood, and spire beneath ...
Hark, the storm is raging high; Beat the breakers on the coast,And the wintry waters cry Like the wailing of a ghost.On ...
"I WILL rise, I will go from the places that are dark with passion and pain, ...
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