For An Autumn festival (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
The Persian's flowery gifts, the shrineOf fruitful Ceres, charm no more;The woven wreaths of oak and pineAre dust along the ...
The Persian's flowery gifts, the shrineOf fruitful Ceres, charm no more;The woven wreaths of oak and pineAre dust along the ...
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 ...
Thine is a grief, the depth of which anotherMay never know;Yet, o'er the waters, O my stricken brother!To thee I ...
ON READING HER POEM IN "THE STANDARD."The sweet spring day is glad with music,But through it sounds a sadder strain;The ...
Long since, a dream of heaven I had,And still the vision haunts me oft;I see the saints in white robes ...
God called the nearest angels who dwell with Him above: The tenderest one was Pity, the dearest one was Love. "Arise," He ...
LIFT again the stately emblem on the Bay State's rusted shield,Give to Northern winds the Pine-Tree on our banner's tattered ...
WHAT though around thee blazesNo fiery rallying sign?From all thy own high places,Give heaven the light of thine!What though unthrilled, ...
A PIOUS magistrate! sound his praise throughoutThe wondering churches. Who shall henceforth doubtThat the long-wished millennium draweth nigh?Sin in high ...
The river hemmed with leaning treesWound through its meadows green;A low, blue line of mountains showedThe open pines between.One sharp, ...
O THOU, whose presence went beforeOur fathers in their weary way,As with Thy chosen moved of yoreThe fire by night, ...
LONGFELLOW.WITH a glory of winter sunshineOver his locks of gray,In the old historic mansionHe sat on his last birthday;With his ...
I.The mercy, O Eternal One!By man unmeasured yet,In joy or grief, in shade or sun,I never will forget.I give the ...
How sweetly come the holy psalmsFrom saints and martyrs down,The waving of triumphal palmsAbove the thorny crownThe choral praise, the ...
The tree of Faith its bare, dry boughs must shedThat nearer heaven the living ones may climb;The false must fail, ...
AS they who, tossing midst the storm at night,While turning shoreward, where a beacon shone,Meet the walled blackness of the ...
This day, two hundred years ago,The wild grape by the river's side,And tasteless groundnut trailing low,The table of the woods ...
O HOLY FATHER! just and trueAre all Thy works and words and ways,And unto Thee alone are dueThanksgiving and eternal ...
As o'er his furrowed fields which lieBeneath a coldly dropping sky,Yet chill with winter's melted snow,The husbandman goes forth to ...
I ask not now for gold to gildWith mocking shine a weary frame;The yearning of the mind is stilled,I ask ...
"Jove means to settleAstraea in her seat again, And let down his golden chainAn age of better metal." Ben Johnson 1615O POET ...
Thou dwellest not, O Lord of allIn temples which thy children raise;Our work to thine is mean and small,And brief ...
Who gives and hides the giving hand,Nor counts on favor, fame, or praise,Shall find his smallest gift outweighsThe burden of ...
WHEN Freedom, on her natal day,Within her war-rocked cradle lay,An iron race around her stood,Baptized her infant brow in blood;And, ...
We may not climb the heavenly steepsTo bring the Lord Christ down;In vain we search the lowest deepsFor Him who ...
The shade for me, but over theeThe lingering sunshine still;As, smiling, to the silent streamComes down the singing rill.So come ...
THE old Squire said, as he stood by his gate,And his neighbor, the Deacon, went by,"In spite of my bank ...
So fallen! so lost! the light withdrawn Which once he wore! The glory from his gray hairs gone Forevermore! Revile ...
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