Yamoyden: Canto I (James Wallis Eastburn Poems)
I.THE morning air was freshly breathing,The morning mists were wildly wreathing;Day's earliest beams were kindling o'erThe wood-crowned hills and murmuring ...
I.THE morning air was freshly breathing,The morning mists were wildly wreathing;Day's earliest beams were kindling o'erThe wood-crowned hills and murmuring ...
IN seventy five the Critick of our yearsCommenc'd our war with Phillip and his peers.Whither the sun in Leo had ...
What visionary tints the year puts on,When failing leaves falter through motionless airOr numbly cling and shiver to be gone!How ...
AN ACADEMIC POEM1829-1879Read at the Commencement Dinner of the Alumni of HarvardUniversity, June 25, 1879.WHILE fond, sad memories all around ...
TO J. FOX, JR. You remember how the mist, When we climbed to Devil's Den, Pearly in the mountain glen, And above us, amethyst, Throbbed ...
The swift red flesh, a winter king-Who squired the glacier woman down the sky?She ran the neighing canyons all the ...
IThe despot treads thy sacred sands,Thy pines give shelter to his bands,Thy sons stand by with idle hands, Carolina!He breathes at ...
Athwart a sky of brass rich ribs of gold; A bullion bulk the wide Ohio lies; Beneath the sunset, billowing manifold, The purple ...
September 16, 1823 - November 8, 1893HE rests from toil; the portals of the tombClose on the last of those ...
DECEMBER 9, 1871ONE word to the guest we have gathered to greet!The echoes are longing that word to repeat,--It springs ...
Passumsick, hail! Who glid'st along,Unknown to melody and song,Saving what sung the Indian bard,E'er yet refinement sought thy shore,While thy ...
Where the violet shadows brood Under cottonwoods and beeches, Through whose leaves the restless reaches Of the river glance, I've stood, While the red-bird ...
Far up on Katahdin thou towerest, Purple-blue with the distance and vast;Like a cloud o'er the lowlands thou lowerest, That hangs poised ...
Stat vetus et multos incedua sylvaper anno;,Credibile est illi numen inesse loco.HARK to that shriek upon the summer blast!Wildly it ...
Two hundred years!—two hundred years!How much of human power and pride,What glorious hopes, what gloomy fears,Have sunk beneath their noiseless ...
IN seventy five the Critick of our yearsCommenc'd our war with Phillip and his peers.Whither the sun in Leo had ...
Fort Dearborn is a strong and goodly place,And o'er the frontier looks with valiant faceTo greet the hostile tread of ...
Here, from this little hillock, in days long since gone by,Glanced over hill and valley the Sachem's eagle eye;His were ...
'T Was Captain Church, bescarred and brown,And armed cap-a-pie. Came ambling into Plymouth-town; And from far riding up and down ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
AMERICA always! Always our own feuillage! Always Florida's green peninsula! Always the priceless delta of Louisiana! Always the cotton-fields of ...
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