The King’s Missive (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
UNDER the great hill sloping bareTo cove and meadow and Common lot,In his council chamber and oaken chair,Sat the worshipful ...
UNDER the great hill sloping bareTo cove and meadow and Common lot,In his council chamber and oaken chair,Sat the worshipful ...
Two children are lost in a wood,What can they do? what can they do?They have not a morsel of food,And ...
Before all the wondrous shows of the widespread space around him, what living, sentient thing loves not the all-joyous light ...
You heard of that wonder, of the lightning and thunder, Which made the lie so much the louder: Now list to another, ...
One little minute more, Maud,One little whisper more;I have a word to speak, Maud,I never breathed before.What can it be ...
The conquered world is bowed and worshipful,And lovely Peace smooth-gowned in lightest greyCries, "War is Dead' and treads upon it's ...
Now, when our Lord was come to eighteen years,The King commanded that there should be builtThree stately houses, one of ...
Who murmurs, hither, hither: whoWhere nought is audible so fills the ear?Where nought is visible can make appearA veil with ...
ACT IV.SCENE I. The City Hall at Nordhausen. Deputies and Burghers assembling. To the right, at a table near the ...
From Schiller"Which of you, knight or squire, will darePlunge into yonder gulf?A golden beaker I fling in it—there!The black mouth ...
An old song made by an aged old pate,Of an old worshipful gentleman who had a greate estate,That kept a ...
I have gone sometimes by the gates of Death And stood beside the cavern through whose doors Enter the voyagers ...
One day I got a missive Writ in a dainty hand, Which made my ...
It's little that I'd care for the glories of Ireland, Waiting for the shadows to gather in the ...
ALL ye child-hearted ones, born out of time, Born to an age that sickens and grows old, Born in a ...
FRIDAY first's the day appointed By the Right Worshipful anointed, To hold our grand procession; To get a blad o' ...
FOR the fairest maid in Hampton They needed not to search, Who saw young Anna favor Come walking into church,-- ...
Here let us linger at will and delightsomely hearken Music aeolian of wind in the boughs of pine, Timbrel of ...
"So pulse, and pulse, thou rhythmic-hearted Noon That liest, large-limbed, curved along the hills, In languid palpitation, half a-swoon With ...
"O Trade! O Trade! would thou wert dead! The Time needs heart -- 'tis tired of head: We're all for ...
Inscribed to the Memory of John Keats. Dear uplands, Chester's favorable fields, My large unjealous Loves, many yet one -- ...
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