Yorktown (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
YORKTOWN.FROM Yorktown's ruins, ranked and still,Two lines stretch far o'er vale and hill:Who curbs his steed at head of one?Hark! ...
YORKTOWN.FROM Yorktown's ruins, ranked and still,Two lines stretch far o'er vale and hill:Who curbs his steed at head of one?Hark! ...
Ho! workers of the old time styledThe Gentle Craft of Leather!Young brothers of the ancient guild,Stand forth once more together!Call ...
THOR draws a chord invisible Across the shaking sky:I hear the tearing of the shell, The bullets sing and cry,As, charging through ...
Baudelaire considers you his brother,and Fielding calls out to you every few paragraphsas if to make sure you have not ...
Yet once more, Harp of prophecy, once moreFondly I come soliciting thine aid;By whose celestial minstrelsy inspiredThe saintly Enoch walk'd ...
The Restauration.ARGUMENT. Laetior una Dies, JESU, tua Sacra Canenti; Qu?m sine Te, melicis Secula mille Lyris. Ut paveam Scelus omne, ...
Part the First.When Flora 'gins to decke the fieldsWith colours fresh and fine,Then holy clerkes their mattins sing To good ...
There was a knight was drunk with wine,A riding along the way, sir;And there he met with a lady fine,Among ...
What shall I be?—I will be a knightWalled up in armour black,With a sword of sharpness, a hammer of might.And ...
October, and eleven after dark: Both mist and night. Among us in the coach Packed heat on which the windows ...
Parson says I'm to make 'im a crossTo set up over his grave,'E's buried there by the Moated Grange,And I ...
(_By Sir Giles, whom the Witch of Urm leads to Judas Iscariot_) Against a castle moated gloomily by a bitter ...
With blackest moss the flower-plots Were thickly crusted, one and all: The rusted nails fell from the knots That held ...
It had five chimneys, had that Inn, (As every man has senses five, The while upon earth he bides alive) ...
I The eyes, that, having seen the saintly light Blossom white-petalled out of a white sea In a miraculous rose ...
this is the song of mehitabelof mehitabel the alley catas i wrote you before bossmehitabel is a believerin the pythagoreantheory ...
The beautiful spring delights me well, When flowers and leaves are growing;And it pleases my heart to hear the swell ...
What constitutes a State? Not high-raised battlement, or labored mound, Thick wall ...
Baudelaire considers you his brother, and Fielding calls out to you every few paragraphs as if to make sure you ...
WITH BLACKEST moss the flower-plots Were thickly crusted, one and all: The rusted nails fell from the knots That held ...
Author Note: In Finland there is a Castle which is called the New Rock, moated about with a river of ...
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