The Mayflowers (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
Sad Mayflower! watched by winter stars,And nursed by winter gales,With petals of the sleeted spars,And leaves of frozen sails!What had ...
Sad Mayflower! watched by winter stars,And nursed by winter gales,With petals of the sleeted spars,And leaves of frozen sails!What had ...
A FRAGMENT,(Written in her fifteenth year.)Must every shore ring boldly to the voiceOf sweet poetic harmony, save this?Rouse thee, America! ...
Pellam the King, who held and lost with LotIn that first war, and had his realm restoredBut rendered tributary, failed ...
What deep wounds ever clos'd without a scar?The heart's bleed longest, and but heal to wearThat which disfigures it. ...
Poor, pretty little thing she was, The sweetest-faced of girls, With eyes as blue as larkspurs, And ...
Toll no bell for me, dear Father dear Mother, Waste no sighs;There are my sisters, there is my little brother ...
"HIS echoing axe the settler swung Amid the sea-like solitude, And rushing, thundering, down were flung ...
October 5: 1860Before the hero's grave he stood,--A simple stone of rest, and bareTo all the blessing of the air,--And ...
Hast thou thro' Eden's wild-wood vales, pursued Each mountain-scene, magnificently rude, Nor with attention's lifted eye, revered That modest stone, ...
GREEN o'er the copses spring's soft hues are spreading,High wave the reeds in the transparent floods,The oak its sear and ...
"ONCE more, once more, my Mary dear, I sit by that lone stream, Where first within thy timid ear I ...
I'll not forget thee Wakefield! times may change,And I upon this earth a wanderer be,But far or near, or wheresoe'er ...
WHERE baby oaks play in the breeze Among wood-sorrel and fringed fern, Through the green garments of the ...
With many a pause and oft reverted eye I climb the Coomb's ascent: sweet songsters near Warble in shade their ...
Lines composed while climbing the left ascent of Brockley Coomb, May 1795 With many a pause and oft reverted eye ...
'Tis true, Idoloclastes Satyrane ! (So call him, for so mingling blame with praise, And smiles with anxious looks, his ...
THE CATRINE woods were yellow seen, The flowers decay'd on Catrine lee, Nae lav'rock sang on hillock green, But nature ...
BEHOLD, my love, how green the groves, The primrose banks how fair; The balmy gales awake the flowers, And wave ...
BY Allan stream I chanc'd to rove, While Phoebus sank beyond Benledi; The winds are whispering thro' the grove, The ...
Pellam the King, who held and lost with Lot In that first war, and had his realm restored But rendered ...
Let us put awhile away All the cares of work-a-day, For a golden time forget, Task and worry, toil and ...
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