Fort Dearborn (Albery Allson Whitman Poems)
Fort Dearborn is a strong and goodly place,And o'er the frontier looks with valiant faceTo greet the hostile tread of ...
Fort Dearborn is a strong and goodly place,And o'er the frontier looks with valiant faceTo greet the hostile tread of ...
…….."This is to be a mortal,And seek the things beyond mortality!" ~ Manfred.Thy voice prevails — dear friend, my gentle ...
Alone on the hill of stormsThe voice of the wind shrieks through the mountain.The torrent rushes down the rocks.Red are ...
Where shall I lead the flocks to-day?Is there no Horeb for me beyond this desert?Is there no rod with which ...
Gyved and chained in his father's home, He toiled 'neath a conqueror's rule;Bowed to the earth in the land of ...
The Turks, Ossetians, Lekis, Persians,Cherkez, Ghlighvis, Didos and KistsWere ever Georgia's enemies,Assaulting her with blood-smeared fists.But soon at home domestic ...
Fold it up carefully, lay it aside;Tenderly touch it, look on it with pride;For dear to our hearts must it ...
'And he, casting away his garment, rose and came to Jesus.'And he cast it down, down, on the green grass,Over ...
Hey! My daffodil-crowned, Slim and without sandals! As the sudden spurt of flame upon darkness So my eyeballs are startled ...
A music-stand of crimson lacquer, long since brought In some fast clipper-ship from China, quaintly wrought With bossed and carven ...
Angelic minds, they say, by simple intelligence Behold the Forms of nature. They discern Unerringly the Archtypes, all the verities ...
In the market-place of Bruges stands the belfry old and brown; Thrice consumed and thrice rebuilded, still it watches o'er ...
The Word came down to Dives in Torment where he lay: "Our World is full of wickedness, My Children maim ...
For all we have and are, For all our children's fate, Stand up and take the war. The Hun is ...
When spring-time flushes the desert grass, Our kafilas wind through the Khyber Pass. Lean are the camels but fat the ...
I The broken pillar of the wing jags from the clotted shoulder, The wing trails like a banner in defeat, ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...
When sunset, a brass gong, vibrate through Couva, is then I see my soul, swiftly unsheathed, like a white cattle ...
Tiger Christ unsheathed his sword, Threw it down, became a lamb. Swift spat upon the species, but Took two women ...
And then went down to the ship, Set keel to breakers, forth on the godly sea, and We set up ...
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