Aechdeacon Barbour (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
THROUGH the long hall the shuttered windows shedA dubious light on every upturned head;On locks like those of Absalom the ...
THROUGH the long hall the shuttered windows shedA dubious light on every upturned head;On locks like those of Absalom the ...
PRELUDEALONG the roadside, like the flowers of goldThat tawny Incas for their gardens wrought,Heavy with sunshine droops the golden-rod,And the ...
Ah! weary Priest! — with pale hands pressedOn thy throbbing brow of pain,Baffled in thy life-long quest,Overworn with toiling vain,How ...
O Mother State! the winds of MarchBlew chill o'er Auburn's Field of God,Where, slow, beneath a leaden archOf sky, thy ...
O Dearly loved!And worthy of our love! No moreThy aged form shall rise beforeThe bushed and waiting worshiper,In meek obedience ...
In the fair land o'erwatched by Ischia's mountains,Across the charmed bayWhose blue waves keep with Capri's silver fountainsPerpetual holiday,A king ...
Oh, thicker, deeper, darker growing,The solemn vista to the tombMust know henceforth another shadow,And give another cypress room.In love surpassing ...
He has done the work of a true man,--Crown him, honor him, love him.Weep, over him, tears of woman,Stoop manliest ...
GREYSTONE, AUG. 4, 1886.Once more, O all-adjusting Death!The nation's Pantheon opens wide;Once more a common sorrow saithA strong, wise man ...
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