Fragments From “The Brigand.” A Poem. Canto III (Albert Pike Poems)
The twenty-fifth had come; Peru awoke;One cry for freedom from her green hills broke,From her wide plains and valleys; and ...
The twenty-fifth had come; Peru awoke;One cry for freedom from her green hills broke,From her wide plains and valleys; and ...
"Wherefore take unto you the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, ...
INow farewell to you! you areOne of my dearest, whom I trust:Now follow you the Western star,And cast the old ...
We are scarcely one to seven, But our cause is just;Help us in our trial, heaven! Keep the ford we ...
O MUSIC! soul-enchanting nymph, advance,Thro' magic maze to guide the measur'd dance,Or aid the tremulous voice,When fired with Nature's charms ...
Wake! children of France! shall your tyrant forever Enslave and enchain you, and trample you down? Do you fear the ...
In days of peace my fellow-menRightly regarded me as more likeA Bishop than a Major-Gen.,And nothing since has made me ...
God save the South, God save the South,Her altars and firesides, God save the South!Now that the war is nigh, ...
I.I have only one foot, but thousands of toes;My one foot stands well, but never goes;I've a good many arms, ...
I'm dying of thirst beside the fountain,Hot as fire, and with chattering teeth:In my own land, I'm in a far ...
I.Victorious through failure! faithful Lord,Who for twelve angel legions wouldst not prayFrom thine own country of eternal day,To shield thee ...
SHEATHE , sheathe the sword while yet you may,Be wise and harmless tho' you're gay.As once to sober thought inclin'd,This ...
Those who love cats which do not even purrOr which are thin and tired and very old,Bend down to them ...
ACT I. SC. I Enter Teryth from riding, Winefred following. T. WHAT is it, Gwen, my girl? why do you ...
Earnest, earthless, equal, attuneable, ' vaulty, voluminous, ... stupendous Evening strains to be tíme's vást, ' womb-of-all, home-of-all, hearse-of-all night. ...
What do they matter, our headlong hates, when we take the toll of our Dead? Think ye our glory and ...
I O THOU, that sit'st upon a throne, With harp of high majestic tone, To praise the King of kings; ...
How this tart fable instructs And mocks! Here's the parody of that moral mousetrap Set in the proverbs stitched on ...
No, no! Go from me. I have left her lately. I will not spoil my sheath with lesser brightness, For ...
After seeing at Boston the statue of Robert Gould Shaw, killed while storming Fort Wagner, July 18, 1863, at the ...
Awake again in Asia, Lord of Peace, Awake and preach, for her far swordsmen rise. And would they sheathe the ...
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