Mogg Megone – Part II. (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
'Tis morning over Norridgewock, —On tree and wigwam, wave and rock.Bathed in the autumnal sunshine, stirredAt intervals by breeze and ...
'Tis morning over Norridgewock, —On tree and wigwam, wave and rock.Bathed in the autumnal sunshine, stirredAt intervals by breeze and ...
"I do believe, and yet, in grief,I pray for help to unbelief;For needful strength aside to layThe daily cumberings of ...
From the well-springs of Hudson, the sea-cliffs of Maine,Grave men, sober matrons, you gather again;And, with hearts warmer grown as ...
I.O'er the bare woods, whose outstretched handsPlead with the leaden heavens in vain,I see, beyond the valley lands,The sea's long ...
The elder folks shook hands at last,Down seat by seat the signal passed.To simple ways like ours unused,Half solemnized and ...
YES, let them gather! Summon forthThe pledged philanthropy of Earth.From every land, whose hills have heardThe bugle blast of Freedom ...
The goodman sat beside his doorOne sultry afternoon,With his young wife singing at his sideAn old and goodly tune.A glimmer ...
FROM the green Amesbury hill which bears the nameOf that half mythic ancestor of mineWho trod its slopes two hundred ...
FROM the heart of Waumbek Methna, from thelake that never fails,Falls the Saco in the green lap of Conway'sintervales;There, in ...
Rivermouth Rocks are fair to see,By dawn or sunset shone across,When the ebb of the sea has left them free,To ...
From the hills of home forth looking, far beneath the tent-like spanOf the sky, I see the white gleam of ...
A bending staff I would not break,A feeble faith I would not shake,Nor even rashly pluck awayThe error which some ...
THE tossing spray of Cocheco's fallHardened to ice on its rocky wall,As through Dover town in the chill, gray dawn,Three ...
A shallow stream, from fountainsDeep in the Sandwich mountains, Ran lake ward Bearcamp River;And, between its flood-torn shores,Sped by sail or ...
The pleasant isle of Rugen looks the Baltic water o'er,To the silver-sanded beaches of the Pomeranian shore;And in the town ...
BEAMS of noon, like burning lances, through the tree-tops flash and glisten,As she stands before her lover, with raised face ...
STILL in thy streets, O Paris! doth the stainOf blood defy the cleansing autumn rain;Still breaks the smoke Messina's ruins ...
We saw the slow tides go and come,The curving surf-lines lightly drawn,The gray rocks touched with tender bloomBeneath the fresh-blown ...
ON RECEIVING A SPRIG OF HEATHER IN BLOSSOM.No more these simple flowers belongTo Scottish maid and lover;Sown in the common ...
THE SUNLIGHT glitters keen and bright, Where, miles away, Lies stretching to my dazzled sight A luminous belt, a misty light,Beyond the dark ...
"To the winds give our banner!Bear homeward again!"Cried the Lord of Acadia,Cried Charles of Estienne;From the prow of his shallopHe ...
"ALL ready?" cried the captain;"Ay, ay!" the seamen said;"Heave up the worthless lubbers, -The dying and the dead."Up from the ...
Tauler, the preacher, walked, one autumn day,Without the walls of Strasburg, by the Rhine,Pondering the solemn Miracle of Life;As one ...
A STRONG and mighty Angel,Calm, terrible, and bright,The cross in blended red and blueUpon his mantle white!Two captives by him ...
THROUGH heat and cold, and shower and sun,Still onward cheerly driving!There's life alone in duty done,And rest alone in striving.But ...
A sound as if from bells of silver,Or elfin cymbals smitten clear,Through the frost-pictured panes I hear.A brightness which outshines ...
How sweetly on the wood-girt townThe mellow light of sunset shone!Each small, bright lake, whose waters stillMirror the forest and ...
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 ...
IT was late in mild October, and the long autumnal rainHad left the summer harvest-fields all green with grass again;The ...
MASSACHUSETTS BAY, 1760.THE robins sang in the orchard, the buds intoblossoms grew;Little of human sorrow the buds and the robinsknew!Sick, ...
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