Astraea (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
"Jove means to settleAstraea in her seat again, And let down his golden chainAn age of better metal." Ben Johnson 1615O POET ...
"Jove means to settleAstraea in her seat again, And let down his golden chainAn age of better metal." Ben Johnson 1615O POET ...
This is he, who, felled by foes, Sprung harmless up, refreshed by blows He to captivity was sold, But him ...
As children vex a lion in his cageThemselves secure, the doorway barred and locked,So, Ocean! have I railed at thee, ...
A Microcosm In Terza RimaI.Quiet I lay at last, and knew no moreWhether I breathed or not, so worn I ...
Behold, even I, even I am Beatrice.(Div. Com. Purg. xxx.)OF Florence and of BeatriceServant and singer from of old,O'er Dante's ...
We mix from many lands, We march for very far; In hearts and lips ...
I dreamed that the Chimaera came, A wandering angel, white with flame From some cloud's height or moonless deep, And ...
Quand le ciel bas et lourd p?se comme un couvercleSur l'esprit g?missant en proie aux longs ennuis,Et que de l'horizon ...
Oft when sweet music undulated round, Like the full moon out of a perfumed sea Thine image from the waves ...
I am the prisoner of my love of you. I pace my soul, as prisoned culprits do, You Stand like ...
A BRAVE old warrior of poesy, Grown grey-haired in the service of his lyre;A soul like an imprisoned Liberty- ...
HIS Soul fared forth (as from the deep home-groveThe father-songster plies the hour-long quest),To feed his soul-brood hungering in the ...
How dear the sky has been above this place! Small treasures of this sky that we see here Seen weak ...
O Love! thou makest all things even In earth or heaven; Finding thy way through prison-bars Up to the stars; ...
O Love! thou makest all things even In earth or heaven; Finding thy way through prison-bars Up to the stars; ...
I. I stand on the mark beside the shore Of the first white pilgrim's bended knee, Where exile turned to ...
Now Night came down, and rose full soon That patroness of rogues, the Moon; Beneath whose kind protecting ray, Wolves, ...
We mix from many lands, We march for very far; In hearts and lips and hands Our staffs and weapons ...
Oft when sweet music undulated round, Like the full moon out of a perfumed sea Thine image from the waves ...
All other joys of life he strove to warm, And magnify, and catch them to his lip: But they had ...
For many, many days together The wind blew steady from the East; For many days hot grew the weather, About ...
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