Gettysburg: A Battle Ode (George Parsons Lathrop Poems)
IVictors, living, with laureled brow,And you that sleep beneath the sward!Your song was poured from cannon throats:It rang in deep-tongued ...
IVictors, living, with laureled brow,And you that sleep beneath the sward!Your song was poured from cannon throats:It rang in deep-tongued ...
IDeep, smoldering colors of the land and seaBurn in these stones, that, by some mystery,Wrap fire in sleep and never ...
"Who is Blackmouth?" Well, that's hard to say.Mebbe he might ha' told you, 't other day,If you'd been here. Now,-he's ...
The sun had set;The leaves with dew were wet:Down fell a bloody duskOn the woods, that second day of May,Where ...
Here stands the great tree still, with broad bent head;Its wide arms grown aweary, yet outspreadWith their old blessing. But ...
Beauty and splendor were on every hand:Yet strangely crawled dark shadows down the lanes,Twisting across the fields, like dragon-shapesThat smote ...
Haunted by unknown feet-Ways of the midnight hour!Strangely you murmur below me,Strange is your half-silent power.Places of life and of ...
And did you think my heartCould keep its love unchanging,Fresh as the buds that startIn spring, nor know estranging?Listen! The ...
Seaward, at morn, my doves flew free;At eve they circled back to me.The first was Faith; the second, Hope;The third-the ...
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