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 ...
THROUGH the long hall the shuttered windows shedA dubious light on every upturned head;On locks like those of Absalom the ...
YES, let them gather! Summon forthThe pledged philanthropy of Earth.From every land, whose hills have heardThe bugle blast of Freedom ...
An Impromptu On Hearing of His DeathBury the mighty dead—Long, long to live in story!Bury the mighty deadIn his own ...
Subdued and sad, I trod the place Where he, the hero, lived and died; Where, long-entombed beneath the shade By willow bough and ...
In the Quarter of the NegroesWhere the doors are doors of paperDust of dingy atomsBlows a scratchy sound.Amorphous jack-o'-Lanterns caperAnd ...
Napoleon died upon Helena's rock; -Round and beneath were piled and stored the waves,Might and fathomless. Atlantic's shockRecoiled, and through ...
Air — "Mount Vernon"Dearest Minnie, she has left us, In this world of grief and woe,But 'tis God that has bereft ...
O ye who sail Potomac's even tideTo Vernon's shades, our Chieftain's hallowed mound;Or who at distant shrines high paeans soundIn ...
Ah, Needwood! I, whose early voiceTaught thy shrill echoes to rejoice;I, who first pour'd the sylvan songThy glades, thy banks, ...
Is it illusion? or does there a spirit from perfecter ages, Here, even yet, amid loss, change, and corruption abide? ...
Over the great windy waters, and over the clear-crested summits, Unto the sun and the sky, and unto the perfecter ...
Yet to the wondrous St. Peter's, and yet to the solemn Rotunda, Mingling with heroes and gods, yet to the ...
THE Eagle sits with drooping wing upon the Southern coast,With soiled and broken shield, the arrows from his talons lost,The, ...
O Mother Earth! upon thy lap Thy weary ones receiving, And o'er them, silent as a dream, Thy grassy mantle ...
Alas! the people now do sigh and moan For the loss of Wm. Ewart Gladstone, Who was a very great ...
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