The Portrait (John Pierpont Poems)
Why does the eye, with greater pleasure, restOn the proud oak, in vernal honors drest,When sultry gales, that to his ...
Why does the eye, with greater pleasure, restOn the proud oak, in vernal honors drest,When sultry gales, that to his ...
All touch, all eye, all ear, The Spirit felt the Fairy's burning speech. O'er the thin texture of its frame The varying periods ...
I.O'er the bare woods, whose outstretched handsPlead with the leaden heavens in vain,I see, beyond the valley lands,The sea's long ...
How long, oh gracious God! how long Shall power lord it over right?The feeble, trampled by the strong, Remain in slavery's gloomy ...
I saw him in vision,--the last of that race Who were destined to vanish before the Pale-face, As the dews of the ...
THE cannon's brazen lips are cold;No red shell blazes down the air;And street and tower, and temple old,Are silent as ...
When Jesus left His Father's throne,He chose a humble birth;Like us, unhonored and unknown,He came to dwell on earth.Like Him ...
There is no worship now,-the idol standsWithin the spirit's holy resting place!Millions before it bend with upraised hands,And with their ...
I looked to find a man who walked with God,Like the translated patriarch of old;—Though gladdened millions on His footstool ...
There was no bell to peal thy funeral dirge, No nodding plumes to wave above thy bier, No shroud to ...
There are many to sing of the noble deeds of Kansas' favorite sons___ The men who ...
Up and lead the dance of Fate! Lift the song that mortals hate! Tell what rights are ours on earth, ...
What waspish whim of Fate Was this that bade you hereHold dim, unhonored state, No single courtier near? Is there, ...
By no kind Augustus reared,To no Medici endeared, German art arose;Fostering glory smiled not on her,Ne'er with kingly smiles to ...
Even the bravest that are slain Shall not dissemble their surprise On waking to find valor reign, Even as on ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
By no kind Augustus reared, To no Medici endeared, German art arose; Fostering glory smiled not on her, Ne'er with ...
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