Aechdeacon Barbour (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
THROUGH the long hall the shuttered windows shedA dubious light on every upturned head;On locks like those of Absalom the ...
THROUGH the long hall the shuttered windows shedA dubious light on every upturned head;On locks like those of Absalom the ...
I would not sin, in this half-playful strain,--Too light perhaps for serious years, though bornOf the enforced leisure of slow ...
Count not the ripples upon life's stream, our days;Nor eddying errors as a change misdeemOf current; mark thou wiselier, the ...
I.Immortal! risen to thy Rest,Immortal! throned among the Blest,Immortal! long an heir sublimeOf realms outreaching space and time,--How shall we ...
In the fair land o'erwatched by Ischia's mountains,Across the charmed bayWhose blue waves keep with Capri's silver fountainsPerpetual holiday,A king ...
The fourteen centuries fall awayBetween us and the Afric saint,And at his side we urge, to-day,The immemorial quest and old ...
Just do your best,And leave the restTo Him who gave youLife,--And Zeal for Labour,--And the Joy of Strife,--And Zest of ...
HE is coming! he is coming! in my throbbing breast I feel it;There is music in my blood, and it ...
TO THEM THAT MOURNLet your tears flow; let your sad sighs have scope;Only take heed they fan, they water Hope.A ...
IYoung laughters, and my music! Aye till now The voice can reach no blending minors near; ...
_Hark! Hark!The dogs do bark!It's the socialists come to town,None in rags and none in tags,Swaggering up and down_.Sunday morning,And ...
And could I love it more--this simple scene Of cot-strewn hills and fields long-harvested, That lie as if ...
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