The Prophecy of Samuel Sewall (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
Up and down the village streetsStrange are the forms my fancy meets,For the thoughts and things of to-day are hid,And ...
Up and down the village streetsStrange are the forms my fancy meets,For the thoughts and things of to-day are hid,And ...
I go beyond the commandment.'So be it. Then mine be the blame,The loss, the lack, the yearning, till life's last ...
Thou thrice denied, yet thrice beloved, Watch by Thine own forgiven friend;In sharpest perils faithful proved, Let his soul love Thee to ...
'Tis hard, my friend, to write in such an age,As damns not only poets, but the stage.That sacred art, by ...
A waxing moon that, crescent yet,In all its silver beauty set,And rose no more in the lonesome nightTo shed full-orbed ...
Once on a charger there was laid,And brought before a royal maid,As price of attitude and grace,A guiltless head, a ...
Buttercups and daisies growing everywhere,In the field of clover, on the hillside fair,And in lovely valley, tilled with greatest care.Naught ...
THERE is blood on the face of the earth-It reeks through the years, and is red:Where Truth was slaughtered at ...
STRUCK down by Love in cruel mood, That I ever met Love I rued, Bleeding and bruised I lay,Wet was my face ...
In time and measure perfect moves All Art whose aim is sure;Evolving rhyme and stars divine Have rules, and they endure.Nor less ...
"'There sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun,If that hypothesis of theirs be sound'Said Ida; 'let us down and ...
By this, sad Hero, with love unacquainted,Viewing Leander's face, fell down and fainted.He kissed her and breathed life into her ...
Now lithe and listen, gentles all, Now lithe ye all and harkUnto a ballad I shall sing About Buena Park.Of ...
STOP , lady stop, my wretched tale attend,And to my wants your kind assistance lend:So may kind fortune e'er propitious ...
They would have spared life to any of their English prisoners who should consent to profess Mahometanism, by repeating the ...
The way a crow Shook down on me The dust of snow From a hemlock tree Has given my heart ...
Nothing came to claim my muse, instead I dreamed of freedoms neatly folded in a treasure chest lying in the ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
HOW cold is that bosom which folly once fired, How pale is that cheek where the rouge lately glisten'd; How ...
'There sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun, If that hypothesis of theirs be sound' Said Ida; 'let us ...
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