The Pennsylvania (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
PreludeI sing the Pilgrim of a softer climeAnd milder speech than those brave men's who broughtTo the ice and iron ...
PreludeI sing the Pilgrim of a softer climeAnd milder speech than those brave men's who broughtTo the ice and iron ...
THROUGH the long hall the shuttered windows shedA dubious light on every upturned head;On locks like those of Absalom the ...
Down into the darkness at last, Daniel,--down into the darkness at last;Laid in ...
Father and SonCome, Grandfather, blow on your pipe now,And I will take up the tuneWith songs of our heroes, of ...
* * * * * In those vast forests dwelt a race of kings, Free as the eagle when he spreads his wings-- His wings which never ...
On these green banks, where falls too soonThe shade of Autumn's afternoon,The south wind blowing soft and sweet,The water gliding ...
I cannot take my eyes away From you, ye busy, bustling band, Your little all to see you lay Each in the waiting ...
We must suffer, husband and father, we must suffer, daughter and son,For the wrong we have taken part in and ...
Great, wide, beautiful, wonderful World,With the wonderful water round you curled,And the wonderful grass upon your breast--World, you are beautifully ...
Sun on the mountain,Shade in the valley,Ripple and lightnessLeaping along the world,Sun, like a gold swordPlucked from the scabbard,Striking the ...
The wind! the wind plays o'er the prison-bar, Still fresh from kissing the green forest-leaves;Rending the wheat-fields in the ...
At work within his barn since very early,Fairly tired out with toiling all the day,Upon the small bed where he ...
England, father and mother in one,Look on your stalwart son.Sturdy and strong, with the valour of youth,Where is another so ...
"AH me! I know how like a golden flower The Grand Ronde valley lies this August night, Locked in by ...
Alone I pace the path we walked last year. Dost thou remember it? Then everywhere The wheat-fields shimmered in the ...
We must suffer, husband and father, we must suffer, daughter and son, For the wrong we have taken part in ...
Sun on the mountain, Shade in the valley, Ripple and lightness Leaping along the world, Sun, like a gold sword ...
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