The Friend’s Burial (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
My thoughts are all in yonder town,Where, wept by many tears,To-day my mother's friend lays downThe burden of her years.True ...
My thoughts are all in yonder town,Where, wept by many tears,To-day my mother's friend lays downThe burden of her years.True ...
In the minister's morning sermonHe had told of the primal fall,And how thenceforth the wrath of GodRested on each and ...
With fifty years between you and your well-kept wedding vow,The Golden Age, old friends of mine, is not a fable ...
At morn I prayed, "I fain would seeHow Three are One, and One is Three;Read the dark riddle unto me."I ...
MEN of the North-land! where's the manly spiritOf the true-hearted and the unshackled gone?Sons of old freemen, do we but ...
GONE to thy Heavenly Father's rest!The flowers of Eden round thee blowing,And on thine ear the murmurs blestOf Siloa's waters ...
THEY sat in silent watchfulnessThe sacred cypress-tree about,And, from beneath old wrinkled brows,Their failing eyes looked out.Gray Age and Sickness ...
Ere down yon blue Carpathian hillsThe sun shall sink again,Farewell to life and all its ills,Farewell to cell and chain!These ...
Above, below, in sky and sod,In leaf and spar, in star and man,Well might the wise Athenian scanThe geometric signs ...
No aimless wanderers, by the fiend UnrestGoaded from shore to shore;No schoolmen, turning, in their classic quest,The leaves of empire ...
O lonely bay of Trinity,O dreary shores, give ear!Lean down unto the white-lipped seaThe voice of God to hear!From world ...
A CHRISTIAN! going, gone!Who bids for God's own image? for his grace,Which that poor victim of the market-placeHath in her ...
ACROSS the frozen marshesThe winds of autumn blow,And the fen-lands of the WetterAre white with early snow.But where the low, ...
She came and stood in the Old South Church,A wonder and a sign,With a look the old-time sibyls wore,Half-crazed and ...
A TALE for Roman guides to tellTo careless, sight-worn travellers still,Who pause beside the narrow cellOf Gregory on the Caelian ...
Dead Petra in her hill-tomb sleeps,Her stones of emptiness remain;Around her sculptured mystery sweepsThe lonely waste of Edom's plain.From the ...
Not always as the whirlwind's rushOn Horeb's mount of fear,Not always as the burning bushTo Midian's shepherd seer,Nor as the ...
"All hail!" the bells of Christmas rang,"All hail!" the monks at Christmas sang,The merry monks who kept with cheerThe gladdest ...
I have not felt, o'er seas of sand,The rocking of the desert bark;Nor laved at Hebron's fount my hand,By Hebron's ...
JUST God! and these are theyWho minister at thine altar, God of Right!Men who their hands with prayer and blessing ...
Sunlight upon Judha's hills!And on the waves of Galilee;On Jordan's stream, and on the rillsThat feed the dead and sleeping ...
Amidst these glorious works of Thine,The solemn minarets of the pine,And awful Shasta's icy shrine,--Where swell Thy hymns from wave ...
Of all that Orient lands can vauntOf marvels with our own competing,The strangest is the Haschish plant,And what will follow ...
Men said at vespers: "All is well!"In one wild night the city fell;Fell shrines of prayer and marts of gainBefore ...
In trance and dream of old, God's prophet sawThe casting down of thrones. Thou, watching loneThe hot Sardinian coast-line, hazy-hilled,Where, ...
John Brown of Ossawatomie spake on his dying day:"I will not have to shrive my soul a priest in Slavery's ...
Oh, well may Essex sit forlornBeside her sea-blown shore;Her well beloved, her noblest born,Is hers in life no more!No lapse ...
A PIOUS magistrate! sound his praise throughoutThe wondering churches. Who shall henceforth doubtThat the long-wished millennium draweth nigh?Sin in high ...
Strike home, strong-hearted man! Down to the rootOf old oppression sink the Saxon steel.Thy work is to hew down. In ...
I.FRIENDof the Slave, and yet the friend of all;Lover of peace, yet ever foremost whenThe need of battling Freedom called ...
© 2020 Inspirational Stories