A Poem (James Monroe Whitfield Poems)
Written for the Celebration of the Fourth Anniversary of President Lincoln's Emancipation ProclamationTo P. A. BELL, Esq., A PIONEER IN ...
Written for the Celebration of the Fourth Anniversary of President Lincoln's Emancipation ProclamationTo P. A. BELL, Esq., A PIONEER IN ...
Store cattle from Nelanjie! The mob goes feeding past,With half-a-mile of sandhill 'twixt the leaders and the last;The nags that ...
First Old Man He threw his crutched stick down: there cameInto his face the anger flame,And he spoke viciously of ...
The religious wars of Europe have been numbered with the past,But a worse thing, bright America with clouds has overcast,'Tis ...
They are coming, coming slowly -They are coming, surely, surely -In each avenue you hear the steady tread.From the depths ...
MY cure of souls, my cage of brutes,Go lick and learn at these my boots!When tainted highways tear a hole,I ...
DISPOSED to wed, e'en while you hasten, stay;There's great advantage in a small delay:Thus Ovid sang, and much the wise ...
THE BROTHERS.Than old George Fletcher, on the British coastDwelt not a seaman who had more to boast:Kind, simple and sincere--he ...
DwellingsYES! we've our Borough-vices, and I knowHow far they spread, how rapidly they grow;Yet think not virtue quits the busy ...
WITH our late Vicar, and his age the same,His clerk, hight Jachin, to his office came;The like slow speech was ...
Composed at Stroud A.A. Co. Establishment StationNew South Wales.Composed and written October 23rd day, Anno 1839You prisoners of New South ...
Becos a crook done in a prince, an' narked an Emperor, An' struck a light that set the world aflame;Becos ...
Nor can the foremost of the sons of menEscape my ribald and licentious penSwiftYou prisoners of New South Wales,Who frequent ...
Come, let us sing with a right good ring (Sing hey for lifting lay, sing hey!)Of any old, sunny ...
Kind friends, pray give attention To this, my little song.Some rum things I will mention, And ...
There is peace in the swamp where the Copperhead sleeps,Where the waters are stagnant, the white vapor creeps,Where the musk ...
My New-Cut ashlar takes the light Where crimson-blank the windows flare. By my own work before the night, Great Overseer, ...
I came with the rising sun and I've brought nothing but two eyes, all I have, simply two eyes, for ...
The roving breezes come and go On Kiley's Run, The sleepy river murmurs low, And far away one dimly sees ...
Come all you little rouseabouts and climb upon my knee; To-day, you see, is Christmas Day, and so it's up ...
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