The Hero (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
"O for a knight like Bayard,Without reproach or fear;My light glove on his casque of steel,My love-knot on his spear!"O ...
"O for a knight like Bayard,Without reproach or fear;My light glove on his casque of steel,My love-knot on his spear!"O ...
Not vainly did old poets tell,Nor vainly did old genius paintGod's great and crowning miracle,The hero and the saint!For even ...
A sound as if from bells of silver,Or elfin cymbals smitten clear,Through the frost-pictured panes I hear.A brightness which outshines ...
Blest land of Judea! thrice hallowed of song,Where the holiest of memories pilgrim-like throng;In the shade of thy palms, by ...
When first I saw our banner wave Above the nation's council-hall, I heard beneath its marble wall The clanking fetters of the slave! In ...
On the isle of Penikese,Ringed about by sapphire seas,Fanned by breezes salt and cool,Stood the Master with his school.Over sails ...
I HAVE been thinking of the victims boundIn Naples, dying for the lack of airAnd sunshine, in their close, damp ...
The sword was sheathed: in April's sunLay green the fields by Freedom won;And severed sections, weary of debates,Joined hands at ...
MASSACHUSETTS BAY, 1760.THE robins sang in the orchard, the buds intoblossoms grew;Little of human sorrow the buds and the robinsknew!Sick, ...
WELCOME home again, brave seaman! with thy thoughtful brow and gray,And the old heroic spirit of our earlier, better day;With ...
Where Time the measure of his hoursBy changeful bud and blossom keeps,And, like a young bride crowned with flowers,Fair Shiraz ...
"WHY urge the long, unequal fight,Since Truth has fallen in the street,Or lift anew the trampled light,Quenched by the heedless ...
Our vales are sweet with fern and rose,Our hills are maple-crowned;But not from them our fathers choseThe village burying-ground.The dreariest ...
I need not ask thee, for my sake,To read a book which well may makeIts way by native force of ...
The fagots blazed, the caldron's smokeUp through the green wood curled;"Bring honey from the hollow oak,Bring milky sap," the brewers ...
Oh, thicker, deeper, darker growing,The solemn vista to the tombMust know henceforth another shadow,And give another cypress room.In love surpassing ...
Father! to Thy suffering poorStrength and grace and faith impart,And with Thy own love restoreComfort to the broken heart!Oh, the ...
IT chanced that while the pious troops of FranceFought in the crusade Pio Nono preached,What time the holy Bourbons stayed ...
ON RECEIVING A BASKET OF SEA-MOSSES.Thanks for thy giftOf ocean flowers,Born where the golden driftOf the slant sunshine fallsDown the ...
The Pagan's myths through marble lips are spoken,And ghosts of old Beliefs still flit and moanRound fane and altar overthrown ...
The burly driver at my side,We slowly climbed the hill,Whose summit, in the hot noontide,Seemed rising, rising still.At last, our ...
A gold fringe on the purpling hemOf hills the river runs,As down its long, green valley fallsThe last of summer's ...
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 ...
How has New England's romance fled,Even as a vision of the morning!Its rites foredone, its guardians dead,Its priestesses, bereft of ...
Of A Virginia Slave Mother To Her Daughters Sold Into Southern BondageGone, gone, — sold and goneTo the rice-swamp dank ...
At morn I prayed, "I fain would seeHow Three are One, and One is Three;Read the dark riddle unto me."I ...
All day the darkness and the coldUpon my heart have lain,Like shadows on the winter sky,Like frost upon the pane;But ...
ANNIE and Rhoda, sisters twain,Woke in the night to the sound of rain,The rush of wind, the ramp and roarOf ...
Have I not voyaged, friend beloved, with theeOn the great waters of the unsounded sea,Momently listening with suspended oarFor the ...
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