A Greeting (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
Thrice welcome from the Land of FlowersAnd golden-fruited orange bowersTo this sweet, green-turfed June of ours!To her who, in our ...
Thrice welcome from the Land of FlowersAnd golden-fruited orange bowersTo this sweet, green-turfed June of ours!To her who, in our ...
SOLEMN he paced upon that schooner's deck,And muttered of his hardships: - "I have beenWhere the wild will of Mississippi's ...
Like some lorn abbey now, the wood Stands roofless in the bitter air;In ruins on its floor is strewed The carven foliage ...
Not always unimpeded can I pray,Nor, pitying saint, thine intercession claim;Too closely clings the burden of the day,And all the ...
Down the coast of LabradorRode the storm-wind conqueror:In his train the surges roared,From black clouds the torrents poured.Miles on miles ...
WE bore them their own wild heatherAnd ash-boughs jeweled red,There where they sleep together,Greatest of Norway's dead.More than the hush ...
DESCRIBE the Borough--though our idle tribeMay love description, can we so describe,That you shall fairly streets and buildings trace,And all ...
FORERUNNERS Walter. I HAVE a strain of a departed bard; One who was born too late into this world. A ...
By Jean Baptiste Trudeau. W'en Queen Victoria calls her peup's For mak' some Jubilee, ...
They in the darkness gather and ask Her name, the mistress of their endless task. The Toilers ...
The old men sit by the fire and doze And dream to their souls' content. They were gallant ...
Yo vi sobre un tomillo Quejarse un pajarillo, Viendo su nido amado, ...
Yes, the Year is growing old, And his eye is pale and bleared! Death, with frosty hand and cold, Plucks ...
If the Led Striker call it a strike, Or the papers call it a war, They know not much what ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
Remembering the Strait of Belle Isle or some northerly harbor of Labrador, before he became a schoolteacher a great-uncle painted ...
Land lies in water; it is shadowed green. Shadows, or are they shallows, at its edges showing the line of ...
The blast from Freedom's Northern hills, upon its Southern way, Bears greeting to Virginia from Massachusetts Bay: No word of ...
He comes, - he comes, - the Frost Spirit comes! You may trace his footsteps now On the naked woods ...
Swift as a spirit hastening to his task Of glory & of good, the Sun sprang forth Rejoicing in his ...
JESUS emptied the devils of one man into forty hogs and the hogs took the edge of a high rock ...
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