The Garrison of Cape Ann (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
From the hills of home forth looking, far beneath the tent-like spanOf the sky, I see the white gleam of ...
From the hills of home forth looking, far beneath the tent-like spanOf the sky, I see the white gleam of ...
I saw her first abreast the Boston Light At anchor; she had just come in, turned head, And sent her hawsers creaking, ...
I saw her first abreast the Boston LightAt anchor; she had just come in, turned head,And sent her hawsers creaking, ...
Oh, well may Essex sit forlornBeside her sea-blown shore;Her well beloved, her noblest born,Is hers in life no more!No lapse ...
IBecause the currents of our love are pouredThrough the slow welter of the primal floodFrom some blind source of monster-haunted ...
"HIGH-LYING, sea-blown stretches of green turf, Wind-bitten close, salt-colored by the sea, Low curve on curve spread far to ...
I I, in my intricate image, stride on two levels, Forged in man's minerals, the brassy orator Laying my ghost ...
A LONE gray bird, Dim-dipping, far-flying, Alone in the shadows and grandeurs and tumults Of night and the sea And ...
AH! there be souls none understand; Like clouds, they cannot touch the land. Unanchored ships, they blow and blow, Sail ...
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