Aechdeacon Barbour (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
THROUGH the long hall the shuttered windows shedA dubious light on every upturned head;On locks like those of Absalom the ...
THROUGH the long hall the shuttered windows shedA dubious light on every upturned head;On locks like those of Absalom the ...
ON THE ANNIVERSARY OF CULLODENTake away that star and garter-Hide them from my aching sight:Neither king nor prince shall tempt ...
ON Gask's deserted ancient hallWas twilight closing fast,And, in its dismal shadows, allSeem'd lofty, void, and vast.All sounds of life, ...
It may be through some foreign grace,And unfamiliar charm of face;It may be that across the foamWhich bore her from ...
A 'DARK' CONCEIT.O muse! that did me somedeal favour erst, Whereas I piped my silly oaten reede, And songs in homely guise ...
She sings by her wheel at that low cottage door,Which the long evening shadow is stretching before;With a music as ...
Forgi'e, O forgi'e me, auld Scotlan', my mither!Like an ill-deedie bairn I've ta'en up wi' anither;And aft thy dear Doric ...
(IN IMITATION OF THE SCOTCH)Written in her thirteenth yearWha is it that caemeth sae blithe and sae swift,His bonnet is ...
VOT gollops at mitnight, Mit h'roolah and yell, Like der teufel's wild yager Boorst loose out of hell? Vot cleams ...
Apes and ivory, skulls and roses, in junks of old Hong-Kong, Gliding over a sea of dreams to a ...
It is little I repair to the matches of the Southron folk,Though my own red roses there may blow;It is ...
It is little I repair to the matches of the Southron folk, Though my own red roses there may blow; ...
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