To William H. Seward (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
STATESMAN, I thank thee! and, if yet dissentMingles, reluctant, with my large content,I cannot censure what was nobly meant.But, while ...
STATESMAN, I thank thee! and, if yet dissentMingles, reluctant, with my large content,I cannot censure what was nobly meant.But, while ...
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, ...
The great work laid upon his twoscore yearsIs done, and well done. If we drop our tears,Who loved him as ...
OLOR ISCANUS queries: "Why should weVex at the land's ridiculous miserie?"So on his Usk banks, in the blood-red dawnOf England's ...
The blast from Freedom's Northern hills, upon its Southern way, Bears greeting to Virginia from Massachusetts Bay: No word of ...
Is this the land our fathers loved, The freedom which they toiled to win? Is this the soil whereon they ...
Blessings on thee, little man, Barefoot boy, with cheek of tan! With thy turned-up pantaloons, And thy merry whistled tunes; ...
The firmament breaks up. In black eclipse Light after light goes out. One evil star, Luridly glaring through the smoke ...
Up from the meadows rich with corn, Clear in the cool September morn, The clustered spires of Frederick stand Green-walled ...
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