King Volmer and Elsie (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
After the Danish of Christian WinterWhere, over heathen doom-rings and gray stones of the Horg,In its little Christian city stands ...
After the Danish of Christian WinterWhere, over heathen doom-rings and gray stones of the Horg,In its little Christian city stands ...
But mortal manWas then far hardier in the old champaign,As well he should be, since a hardier earthHad him begotten; ...
How oft on Sundays, when I'd time to tramp,My rambles led me to a gipsy's camp,Where the real effigy of ...
IThough the Clerk of the Weather insist, And lay down the weather-law,Pintado and gannet they wistThat the winds blow whither they ...
On the morning of May,Ere the children had entered my gateWith their wreaths and mechanical lay,A metal ding-dong of the ...
Thou, run to the dry on this wayside bank,Too plainly of all the propellers bereft!Quenched youth, and is that thy ...
The Restauration.ARGUMENT. Laetior una Dies, JESU, tua Sacra Canenti; Qu?m sine Te, melicis Secula mille Lyris. Ut paveam Scelus omne, ...
WE have other tales for telling, we have other songs to sing, Who have looped the planet's waters in a ...
THERE was a lion in JudahWhich whelped, and was Mark.But winged.A lion with wings.At least at Venice.Even as late as ...
Sweet village! where my early days were pass'd,Though parted long, we meet, we meet at last!Like friends, imbrown'd by many ...
I.Victorious through failure! faithful Lord,Who for twelve angel legions wouldst not prayFrom thine own country of eternal day,To shield thee ...
So there's my year, the twelvemonth duly told Since last I climbed this brow and gloated round Upon the lands ...
Help for a patriot distressed, a spotless spirit hurt, Help for an honourable clan sore trampled in the dirt! From ...
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
He's the man from Eldorado, and he's just arrived in town, In moccasins and oily buckskin shirt. He's gaunt as ...
I saw by looking in his eyes That they remembered everything; And this was how I came to know That ...
Thus piteously Love closed what he begat: The union of this ever-diverse pair! These two were rapid falcons in a ...
Thus piteously Love closed what he begat: The union of this ever-diverse pair! These two were rapid falcons in a ...
A Song in Chinese Tapestries "How, how," he said. "Friend Chang," I said, "San Francisco sleeps as the dead- Ended ...
I. A NEGRO SERMON:-SIMON LEGREE (To be read in your own variety of negro dialect.) Legree's big house was white ...
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