The Tent On The Beach (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
I would not sin, in this half-playful strain,--Too light perhaps for serious years, though bornOf the enforced leisure of slow ...
I would not sin, in this half-playful strain,--Too light perhaps for serious years, though bornOf the enforced leisure of slow ...
I saw her first abreast the Boston Light At anchor; she had just come in, turned head, And sent her hawsers creaking, ...
Man-dirt and stomachs that the sea unloads; rocketsof quick lice crawling inland, planting their damn flags,putting their malethings in any ...
I saw her first abreast the Boston LightAt anchor; she had just come in, turned head,And sent her hawsers creaking, ...
Over the twilight field,Over the glimmering fieldAnd bleeding furrows, with their sodden yieldOf sheaves that still did writhe,After the scythe;The ...
Tombed in the solid night of starless space; From nearest living orb so far removed, That light, of all material ...
Our English Homer in his Rhimes,Asserts our Notions change with Times;This Maxim granted, makes me doubt,When some few Years are ...
December: ?gloga Duodecima.He gentle shepheard satte beside a springe, All in the shadowe of a bushy brere, That Colin hight, ...
Since Galatea came in, and Tuscanism gan usurp,Vanity above all: villainy next her, stateliness EmpressNo man but minion, stout, lout, ...
Christ setting us free from the fear of death no more do we face the pit we have hope for ...
Too proud to die; broken and blind he died The darkest way, and did not turn away, A cold kind ...
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