The Slaves Of Martinique (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
BEAMS of noon, like burning lances, through the tree-tops flash and glisten,As she stands before her lover, with raised face ...
BEAMS of noon, like burning lances, through the tree-tops flash and glisten,As she stands before her lover, with raised face ...
Speak and tell us, our Ximena, looking northward far away,O'er the camp of the invaders, o'er the Mexican array,Who is ...
WILDLY round our woodland quartersSad-voiced Autumn grieves;Thickly down these swelling watersFloat his fallen leaves.Through the tall and naked timber,Column-like and ...
From pain and peril, by land and main,The shipwrecked sailor came back again;And like one from the dead, the threshold ...
I. NOON.White clouds, whose shadows haunt the deep,Light mists, whose soft embraces keepThe sunshine on the hills asleep!O isles of ...
THE SUNLIGHT glitters keen and bright, Where, miles away, Lies stretching to my dazzled sight A luminous belt, a misty light,Beyond the dark ...
In the old days (a custom laid asideWith breeches and cocked hats) the people sentTheir wisest men to make the ...
"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 ...
THE land was pale with famineAnd racked with fever-pain;The frozen fiords were fishless,The earth withheld her grain.Men saw the boding ...
Against the sunset's glowing wallThe city towers rise black and tall,Where Zorah, on its rocky height,Stands like an armed man ...
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 ...
"BRING out your dead!" The midnight streetHeard and gave back the hoarse, low call;Harsh fell the tread of hasty feet,Glanced ...
One day, along the electric wireHis manly word for Freedom sped;We came next morn: that tongue of fireSaid only, "He ...
How sweetly on the wood-girt townThe mellow light of sunset shone!Each small, bright lake, whose waters stillMirror the forest and ...
When the reaper's task was ended, and the summer wearing late,Parson Avery sailed from Newbury, with his wife and children ...
IT was late in mild October, and the long autumnal rainHad left the summer harvest-fields all green with grass again;The ...
"WHY urge the long, unequal fight,Since Truth has fallen in the street,Or lift anew the trampled light,Quenched by the heedless ...
The day is closing dark and cold,With roaring blast and sleety showers;And through the dusk the lilacs wearThe bloom of ...
I need not ask thee, for my sake,To read a book which well may makeIts way by native force of ...
Ho! workers of the old time styledThe Gentle Craft of Leather!Young brothers of the ancient guild,Stand forth once more together!Call ...
WELL speed thy mission, bold Iconoclast!Yet all unworthy of its trust thou art,If, with dry eye, and cold, unloving heart,Thou ...
What flecks the outer gray beyondThe sundown's golden trail?The white flash of a sea-bird's wing,Or gleam of slanting sail?Let young ...
BEAR him, comrades, to his grave; Never over one more braveShall the prairie grasses weep, In the ages yet to come,When the ...
A gold fringe on the purpling hemOf hills the river runs,As down its long, green valley fallsThe last of summer's ...
How has New England's romance fled,Even as a vision of the morning!Its rites foredone, its guardians dead,Its priestesses, bereft of ...
Though flowers have perished at the touchOf Frost, the early comer,I hail the season loved so much,The good St. Martin's ...
Of A Virginia Slave Mother To Her Daughters Sold Into Southern BondageGone, gone, — sold and goneTo the rice-swamp dank ...
ANNIE and Rhoda, sisters twain,Woke in the night to the sound of rain,The rush of wind, the ramp and roarOf ...
In my dream, methought I trod,Yesternight, a mountain road;Narrow as Al Sirat's span,High as eagle's flight, it ran.Overhead, a roof ...
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