The Deliverance (Frances Ellen Watkins Poems)
Master only left old MistusOne bright and handsome boy;But she fairly doted on him,He was her pride and joy.We all ...
Master only left old MistusOne bright and handsome boy;But she fairly doted on him,He was her pride and joy.We all ...
Build me a nation, said the Lord. The distant nations heard the word, Build me a nation true and strong, ...
When the frost-king clothed the forests In a flood of gorgeous dyes, Death called little dark-browed Martha ...
A SONG. Come to me when I'm dying; Gaze on my wasted form, Tired with so ...
In the liquid vault of ether hung the starry gems of light, Blazing with unwonted splendor on the ebon ...
Rouse ye, Yankees, from your dreaming! See that vessel, strong and bold, On her banner proudly streaming, ...
He lifted up his pleading eyes, And scanned each cruel face, Where cold and brutal cowardice Had left its evil ...
ON REMOVING FROM HER NATIVE VILLAGE. The golden rays of sunset fall on a snow-clad hill, As standing ...
Moses sought again the presence of the king:And Pharaoh's brow grew dark with wrath,And rising up in angry haste, he ...
Methinks I hear those tuneful chimes, Borne on the breath of morn, Proclaiming to the silent world ...
From Rome's palaces and villas Gaily issued forth a throng; From her humbler habitations Moved a human tide along. Haughty ...
I hied me to the ocean-side; Its waves rolled bright and high; Upon its waters, spreading wide, ...
Twas a night of dreadful horror, — Death was sweeping through the land; And the wings of dark destruction Were ...
She leaned her head upon her hand And heard the King's decree — "My lords are feasting in my halls; ...
There are flowers that never wither, There are skies that never fade, There are trees that cast ...
Say not the age is hard and cold—I think it brave and grand;When men of diverse sects and creedsAre clasping ...
You can sigh o'er the sad-eyed Armenian Who weeps in her desolate home. You can mourn o'er the exile of ...
I'm tired, I'm tired of life, brother! Of all that meets my eye; And my weary spirit ...
Maceo dead! a thrill of sorrow Through our hearts in sadness ran When we felt in one sad hour That ...
Year after year the artist wrought With earnest, loving care, The music flooding all his soul To pour upon the ...
List I to the hurried beatings Of my heart; How its quickened, loud repeatings ...
It shall be a royal mansion, A fair and beautiful thing,It will be the presence-chamber Of thy Saviour, Lord and ...
Our Helen is a "perfect love" Of a blue-eyed baby; When she's grown she'll be a belle, ...
Outcast from her home in SyriaIn the lonely, dreary wild;Heavy hearted, sorrow stricken,Sat a mother and her child.There was not ...
He stood beside his dying child, With a dim and bloodshot eye; They'd won him ...
For me a dimness slowly creepsAround earth's fairest light,But heaven grows clearer to my view,And fairer to my sight.It may ...
Heard you that shriek? It rose So wildly on the air, It seemed as if a burden'd ...
My bonnet of blue, my bonnet of blue, Its gossamer fineness I'll sing to you; For ...
Rogers, will not future story Tell thy glorious fame? And in hues of living glory ...
I had a dream, a varied dream:Before my ravished sightThe city of my Lord arose,With all its love and light.The ...
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