The Human Sacrifice (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
I.FAR from his close and noisome cell,By grassy lane and sunny stream,Blown clover field and strawberry dell,And green and meadow ...
I.FAR from his close and noisome cell,By grassy lane and sunny stream,Blown clover field and strawberry dell,And green and meadow ...
Years since (but names to me before),Two sisters sought at eve my door;Two song-birds wandering from their nest,A gray old ...
ARMENIAN maidens, come and viewIn Shavarshan a lily new!The radiant type of maidenhood, Crown of Armenia's pride!From the fair brow beneath ...
THERE leaned against a gravestoneUpon a mountain steep,A fair-haired youth of gallant mien,Who mused in sorrow deep.His eyes now sought ...
Song of Khan ZadaOnly in August my heart was aflame, Catching the scent of your Wind-stirred hair,Now, though you spread it ...
Act III.SCENE I. The studio of the Spagnoletto. RIBERA before his canvas. LUCA in attendance.RIBERA (laying aside his brush).So! I ...
What thing unto mine earWouldst thou convey,-what secret thing,O wandering water ever whispering?Surely thy speech shall be of her.Thou water, ...
Sweet twining hedgeflowers wind-stirred in no wiseOn this June day; and hand that clings in hand:-Still glades; and meeting faces ...
Now close the windows and hush all the fields: If the trees must, let them silently toss; No bird is ...
I. He was a Grecian lad, who coming home With pulpy figs and wine from Sicily Stood at his galley's ...
Nay, let us walk from fire unto fire, From passionate pain to deadlier delight, - I am too young to ...
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