Hymns and Odes for Temperance Occasions XIV: The Drunkard’s Funeral (John Pierpont Poems)
There was, some eighteen years or more ago,A young man, a parishioner of mine,Whose name was Willard. There are Willards ...
There was, some eighteen years or more ago,A young man, a parishioner of mine,Whose name was Willard. There are Willards ...
I At any moment love unheraldedComes, and is king. Then as, with a fallOf frost, the buds upon the hawthorn ...
I.Thy country's curse is on thee, darkest crestOf that foul, knotted, many-headed wormWhich rends our Mother's bosom-Priestly Pest!Masked Resurrection of ...
Hours, days, weeks,—so our life-time flows—Gently, as melt the vernal snowsBeneath the sun; they pass away,Like dew-drops in the eye ...
Eight years have fled since, in the wilderness,I drew the rein to rest my comrade there-My supple, clean-limbed pony of ...
Descriptive of the character of an ingenious Youth, whose brilliant talents shone conspicuously among his admiringfriends, who were unexpectedly called ...
AUTUMN to winter, winter into spring, Spring into summer, summer into fall,-- So rolls the changing year, and so we ...
Metallic waves of people jarThrough crackling green toward the barWhere on the tables chattering-whiteThe sharp drinks quarrel with the light.Those ...
When I bethink me on that speech whilere, Of Mutability, and well it weigh: Me seems,that though she all unworthy ...
The awful shadow of some unseen Power Floats through unseen among us, -- visiting This various world with as inconstant ...
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