Among the Hills (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
PRELUDEALONG the roadside, like the flowers of goldThat tawny Incas for their gardens wrought,Heavy with sunshine droops the golden-rod,And the ...
PRELUDEALONG the roadside, like the flowers of goldThat tawny Incas for their gardens wrought,Heavy with sunshine droops the golden-rod,And the ...
At that dread season when th' indignant NorthPour'd to vain wars her tardy numbers forth,When Frederic bent his ear to ...
God, is thy throne accessible to me-Me of the Ethiop skin? May I draw nearThy sacred shrine, and humbly bend ...
You, dear, have heard me vaunt a memory The which by trodden paths will ...
'Tis a poor drizzly morning, dark and sad.The cloud has fallen, and filled with fold on foldThe chimneyed city; and ...
1.Lord of the world's undying youth, What joys are in thy might!What beauties of the inner truth, And of the ...
I Gloom! An October like November; August a hundred thousand hours, And all September, A hundred thousand, dragging sunlit days,And ...
Church—doors should still stand open, night and day, Open to all who come for praise or prayer, Laden with gift ...
SORROW, since I perforce must dwell with thee, Being as thou art, no transient guest, but bold As cunning to ...
If souls should only sheen so bright In heaven as in e'thly light, An' nothen better wer the cease, How ...
If souls should only sheen so bright In heaven as in e'thly light, An' nothen better wer the cease, How ...
All things uncomely and broken, all things worn out and old, The cry of a child by the roadway, the ...
YE learned sisters, which have oftentimes Beene to me ayding, others to adorne, Whom ye thought worthy of your gracefull ...
Ye lovers of the picturesque, away, away! To beautiful Comrie and have a holiday; Aud bask in the sunahine and ...
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