St. John. 1647 (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
"To the winds give our banner!Bear homeward again!"Cried the Lord of Acadia,Cried Charles of Estienne;From the prow of his shallopHe ...
"To the winds give our banner!Bear homeward again!"Cried the Lord of Acadia,Cried Charles of Estienne;From the prow of his shallopHe ...
HARK, hark! down the century's long reaching slopeTo those transports of triumph, those raptures of hope,The voices of main and ...
The rod was but a harmless wand, While Moses held it in his hand;But, soon as e'er he laid it down,Twas ...
The warm, weary day, was departing--the smile Of the sunset gave token the tempest had ceased;And the lightning yet fitfully gleamed ...
The sons of the Prophet are brave men and boldAnd quite unaccustomed to fear,But the bravest by far in the ...
When the tide goes out, how the foam-flakes dance Through the wiry sedge-grass near the shore;How the ripples spark in the ...
A league and a league from the trenches — from the traversed maze of the lines,Where daylong the sniper watches ...
A man said unto his Angel:"My spirits are fallen low,And I cannot carry this battle:O brother! where might I go?"The ...
This was the gleam then that lured from farYour son and my son to the Holy War:Your son and my ...
"A soldier of the Union mustered out," Is the inscription on an unknown grave At Newport News, beside the salt-sea wave, Nameless and ...
And I have shed for him so many a tear.First when he took my body and made it his ownAlthough ...
O Lord my God, receive my prayerWhich is according to thy holy will;For if, O great king, it should please ...
Forty Years AfterCOMRADE, yet a little further I would go before the nightCloses round and chills in darkness all the ...
Once more among our archangelic hillsThe streets of this old, grave, and gracious townThrob with renewing vigor as when SpringRushes ...
A Lay of the Loamshire Hunt Cup"Aye, squire," said Stevens, "they back him at evens; The race is all over, ...
Tired with dull grief, grown old before my day,I sit in solitude and only hearLong silent laughters, murmurings of dismay,The ...
We boast no more of our bloodless flag, that rose from a nation's slime; Better a shred of a deep-dyed ...
Through the Plagues of Egyp' we was chasin' Arabi, Gettin' down an' shovin' in the sun; An' you might 'ave ...
'Tis Seasons since the Dimpled War In which we each were Conqueror And each of us were slain And Centuries ...
'Twas on the heights of Alma the battle began. But the Russians turned and fled every man; Because Sir Colin ...
It was on the 21st of March in the year of 1801, The British were at their posts every man; ...
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