M’Fingal – Canto I (John Trumbull Poems)
When Yankies, skill'd in martial rule,First put the British troops to school;Instructed them in warlike trade,And new manoeuvres of parade,The ...
When Yankies, skill'd in martial rule,First put the British troops to school;Instructed them in warlike trade,And new manoeuvres of parade,The ...
The sun sails high in his azure realms;Beneath the arch of the breezy elmsThe feast is spread by the murmuring ...
I.THE morning air was freshly breathing,The morning mists were wildly wreathing;Day's earliest beams were kindling o'erThe wood-crowned hills and murmuring ...
I.He stood where the mountain moss outspreadIts smoothness beneath his dusky foot;The chestnut boughs above his head,Hung motionless and mute.There ...
Do I see a contest yonder?See I miracles or pastimes?Beauteous urchins, five in number,'Gainst five sisters fair contending,—Measured is the ...
BLUE, the wreaths of smoke, like drooping bannersFrom the flaming battlements of sunsetHung suspended; and within his whareHipe, last of ...
It was over at Is?ndula, the bloody work was done, And the yet unburied dead looked up unblinking at the ...
It is the story of Thompson--of Thompson, the hero of Angels.Frequently drunk was Thompson, but always polite to the stranger;Light ...
Do I see a contest yonder? See I miracles or pastimes? Beauteous urchins, five in number, 'Gainst five sisters fair ...
When Yankies, skill'd in martial rule, First put the British troops to school; Instructed them in warlike trade, And new ...
Gold on her head, and gold on her feet, And gold where the hems of her kirtle meet, And a ...
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