Stonewall Jackson (Ascribed To A Virginian) (Herman Melville Poems)
One man we claim of wrought reknown Which not the North shall care to slur;A Modern lived who sleeps in death, Calm ...
One man we claim of wrought reknown Which not the North shall care to slur;A Modern lived who sleeps in death, Calm ...
THEY slept on the field which their valor had won,But arose with the first early blush of the sun,For they ...
By blue Patapsco's billowy dash,The tyrant's war-shout comes,Along with the cymbal's fitful clash,And the growl of his sullen drams,We bear ...
Thou wilt not cower in the dust,Maryland! my Maryland!Thy beaming sword shall never rust,Maryland! my Maryland!Remember Carroll s sacred trust.Remember ...
{TO THE Generous SUBSCRIBERS, &c}. The Author finding all Attempts prove vain,Those glittering Smiles from Fortune to obtain:That purblind Goddess ...
Three years ago, to-day, We raised our hands to Heaven, And, on the rolls of muster, Our ...
IMaryland, Virginia, CarolinePent images in sleepClay valleys rocky hills old fields of pineUnspeakable and deepOut of that source of time ...
Three years ago to-dayWe raised our hands to heaven,And on the rolls of musterOur names were thirty-seven;There were just a ...
596When I was small, a Woman died-Today-her Only BoyWent up from the Potomac-His face all VictoryTo look at her-How slowlyThe ...
Made in the image of the creator inherent dignity for each person loved into creation each made by the hand ...
When I was small, a Woman died -- Today -- her Only Boy Went up from the Potomac -- His ...
GIVE me your hand, old Revolutionary; The hill-top is nigh-but a few steps, (make room, gentlemen;) Up the path you ...
Up from the meadows rich with corn, Clear in the cool September morn, The clustered spires of Frederick stand Green-walled ...
1 STARTING from fish-shape Paumanok, where I was born, Well-begotten, and rais'd by a perfect mother; After roaming many lands-lover ...
When they taught me that what mattered most was not the strict iambic line goose-stepping over the page but the ...
How tall among her sisters, and how fair, -- How grave beyond her youth, yet debonair As dawn, 'mid wrinkled ...
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