The Exiles. 1660 (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
The goodman sat beside his doorOne sultry afternoon,With his young wife singing at his sideAn old and goodly tune.A glimmer ...
The goodman sat beside his doorOne sultry afternoon,With his young wife singing at his sideAn old and goodly tune.A glimmer ...
FROM the green Amesbury hill which bears the nameOf that half mythic ancestor of mineWho trod its slopes two hundred ...
Up and down the village streetsStrange are the forms my fancy meets,For the thoughts and things of to-day are hid,And ...
TO E. W.I KNOW not, Time and Space so intervene,Whether, still waiting with a trust serene,Thou bearest up thy fourscore ...
IThe mare is pawing by the oak,The chaise is cool and wideFor Peter Rugg the BostonianWith his little son beside;The ...
Far away in the twilight timeOf every people, in every clime,Dragons and griffins and monsters dire,Born of water, and air, ...
When the reaper's task was ended, and the summer wearing late,Parson Avery sailed from Newbury, with his wife and children ...
Farewell to thee, New England!Farewell to thee and thine! Good-bye to leafy Newbury, And Rowley's hills of pine!Farewell to thee, ...
Just west of the round-a-bout where the beach and the mountain meet just west on the state highway heading for ...
FOR the fairest maid in Hampton They needed not to search, Who saw young Anna favor Come walking into church,-- ...
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