Tam Lin (Anonymous Americas Poems)
O I forbid you, maidens a',That wear gowd on your hair,To come or gae by Carterhaugh,For young Tam Lin is ...
O I forbid you, maidens a',That wear gowd on your hair,To come or gae by Carterhaugh,For young Tam Lin is ...
Oh! he's nothing but a soldier,But he's coming here tonight,For I saw him pass this morning,With his uniform so bright.He ...
The stars were bright, the breeze was still,The cicada and the whippoorwill,Alone disturbed the scene;A streamlet down the dark ravine,Hasted ...
The little Man, and tiny Maid,Who love the Fairies in the glade,Who see them in the tangled grassThe Gnomes and ...
Alas! the weary hours pass slow, The night is very dark and still;And in the marshes far below ...
Tis a cheerless, lonesome eveningWhen the soaking, sodden groundWill not echo to the footfallof the sentinel's dull round.God's blue star-spangled ...
The first Nowell the Angel did say Was to three poor Shepherds in the fields as they lay; ...
MY son, at last the fateful day has come For us to part. The hours have nearly run.May God ...
There was a rose-bush in a garden growing,Its tender leaves unfolding day by day;The sun looked-on, and his down-goingLeft it ...
Through Goshen Hollow, where hemlocks grow, Where rushing rills, with flash and flow, Are over the rough rocks falling; Where ...
Two pictures hung on the dingy wallof a grand old Florentine hall-One was a child of beauty rareWith a cherub ...
Was it a lie that they told me,Was it a pitiless hoax?A sop for my soul and its longingOnly to ...
Up in early morning light,Sweeping, dusting, "setting right,"Oiling all the household springs,Sewing buttons, tying strings,Telling Bridget what to do,Mending rips ...
I wish I were where Helen lies; Night and day on me she cries; Oh that I were ...
CLICK, click! how the needles goThrough the busy fingers, to and fro--With no bright colors of berlin wool,Delicate hands today ...
Wild and fearful in his cavernHid the naked troglodyte,And the homeless nomad wanderedLaying waste the fertile plain.Menacing with spear and ...
THERE'S a military band that plays, on Sunday afternoons, In a certain nameless city's quaint old square.It can rouse ...
Another ray of light hath fled, another Southern braveHath fallen in his country's cause and found a laureled grave—Hath fallen, ...
O, when the poar pris'ner is put in the jaile,he is put in a cell and his doors are all ...
You go, my son, to the battle-field To repel the invading foe; 'Mid its fiercest conflicts never yield Till death ...
If all our life were one broad glareOf sunlight, clear, unclouded;If all our path were smooth and fair,By no soft ...
Lully, lulley, lully, lulley, The faucon hath borne my make away. He bare him up, he bare him down, He bare him into an orchard brown. In that orchard there was an halle That hanged with purpill and pall. And in that hall there was a bede; It was hanged with gold so rede. And in that bed there lithe a knight, His woundes bleding day and night. By that bede side kneleth a may, And she wepeth both night and day. And by that bede side there stondeth a stone, Corpus Christi wreten there on.(Anonymous Americas)
Eternal Time, that wastest without waste, That art and art not, diest, and livest still; Most slow ...
Fling out the Anti-slavery flagOn every swelling breeze;And let its folds wave o'er the land,And o'er the raging seas,Till all ...
As I strayed from my cot at the close of the day,I turned my fond gaze to the sky;I beheld ...
The circle of the Earth is the head of a great drum; With the day, it moves upward — booming; ...
Upon the blue mountain I stood, Upon the mountain as he sank into the Rivers of Night: The camps of ...
The night is dark, and keen the air,And the Slave is flying to be free;His parting word is one short ...
Do not stand at my grave and weepI am not there, I do not sleep.I am a thousand winds that ...
Another day of soldier lifeIs numbered with the past;It was not filled with bloody strife,And did not prove our last.Thy ...
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