How The Robin Came (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
AN ALGONQUIN LEGEND.HAPPY young friends, sit by me,Under May's blown apple-tree,While these home-birds in and outThrough the blossoms flit about.Hear ...
AN ALGONQUIN LEGEND.HAPPY young friends, sit by me,Under May's blown apple-tree,While these home-birds in and outThrough the blossoms flit about.Hear ...
In my dream, methought I trod,Yesternight, a mountain road;Narrow as Al Sirat's span,High as eagle's flight, it ran.Overhead, a roof ...
HURRAH! the seaward breezesSweep down the bay amain;Heave up, my lads, the anchor!Run up the sail again!Leave to the lubber ...
GONE to thy Heavenly Father's rest!The flowers of Eden round thee blowing,And on thine ear the murmurs blestOf Siloa's waters ...
MADDENED by Earth's wrong and evil,"Lord!" I cried in sudden ire,"From Thy right hand, clothed with thunder,Shake the bolted fire!"Love ...
FROM gold to grayOur mild sweet dayOf Indian Summer fades too soon;But tenderlyAbove the seaHangs, white and calm, the hunter's ...
The years are many since his handWas laid upon my head,Too weak and young to understandThe serious words he said.Yet ...
I GIVE thee joy!-I know to thee The dearest spot on earth must beWhere sleeps thy loved one by the summer ...
From Alton Bay to Sandwich Dome,From Mad to Saco river,For patriarchs of the primal woodWe sought with vain endeavor.And then ...
This, the last of Mr. Whittier's poems, was written but a few weeks before his death.Among the thousands who with ...
Still, as of old, in Beavor's Vale,O man of God! our hope and faithThe Elements and Stars assail,And the awed ...
INSCRIBED TO ROBERT C. WATERSTON, OF BOSTON.Fold her, O Father, in Thine arms, And let her henceforth be A messenger of love ...
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 ...
We have opened the door,Once, twice, thrice!We have swept the floor,We have boiled the rice.Come hither, come hither!Come from the ...
I."And where now, Bayard, will thy footsteps tend?"My sister asked our guest one winter's day.Smiling he answered in the Friends' ...
O storied vale of MerrimacRejoice through all thy shade and shine,And from his century's sleep call backA brave and honored ...
A BLUSH as of rosesWhere rose never grew!Great drops on the bunch-grass,But not of the dew!A taint in the sweet ...
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 ...
"Get ye up from the wrath of God's terrible day!Ungirded, unsandalled, arise and away!'T is the vintage of blood, 't ...
A FEW brief years have passed awaySince Britain drove her million slavesBeneath the tropic's fiery ray:God willed their freedom; and ...
O PEOPLE-CHOSEN! are ye notLikewise the chosen of the Lord,To do His will and speak His word?From the loud thunder-storm ...
Sunlight upon Judha's hills!And on the waves of Galilee;On Jordan's stream, and on the rillsThat feed the dead and sleeping ...
1775.No Berserk thirst of blood had they,No battle-joy was theirs, who setAgainst the alien bayonetTheir homespun breasts in that old ...
'T is the noon of the spring-time, yet never a birdIn the wind-shaken elm or the maple is heard;For green ...
CHAMPION of those who groan beneathOppression's iron hand:In view of penury, hate, and death,I see thee fearless stand.Still bearing up ...
A railway conductor who lost his life in an accident on a Connecticutrailway, May 9, 1873.CONDUCTOR BRADLEY, (always may his ...
LINES WRITTEN AFTER A SUMMER DAY'S EXCURSION.Fair Nature's priestesses! to whom,In hieroglyph of bud and bloom,Her mysteries are told;Who, wise ...
Between the gates of birth and deathAn old and saintly pilgrim passed,With look of one who witnessethThe long-sought goal at ...
THE storm and peril overpast,The hounding hatred shamed and still,Go, soul of freedom! take at lastThe place which thou alone ...
I.Fate summoned, in gray-bearded age, to actA history stranger than his written fact,Him who portrayed the splendor and the gloomOf ...
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