Voice Of New England (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
UP the hillside, down the glen,Rouse the sleeping citizen;Summon out the might of men!Like a lion growling low,Like a night-storm ...
UP the hillside, down the glen,Rouse the sleeping citizen;Summon out the might of men!Like a lion growling low,Like a night-storm ...
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 ...
With fifty years between you and your well-kept wedding vow,The Golden Age, old friends of mine, is not a fable ...
I shall not soon forget that sightThe glow of Autumn's westering day,A hazy warmth, a dreamy light,On Raphael's picture lay.It ...
Though flowers have perished at the touchOf Frost, the early comer,I hail the season loved so much,The good St. Martin's ...
L. M. C.We sat together, last May-day, and talkedOf the dear friends who walkedBeside us, sharers of the hopes and ...
MEN of the North-land! where's the manly spiritOf the true-hearted and the unshackled gone?Sons of old freemen, do we but ...
THE cannon's brazen lips are cold;No red shell blazes down the air;And street and tower, and temple old,Are silent as ...
Over the threshold of his pleasant homeSet in green clearings passed the exiled Friend,In simple trust, misdoubting not the end."Dear ...
BEARER of Freedom's holy light,Breaker of Slavery's chain and rod,The foe of all which pains the sight,Or wounds the generous ...
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 ...
ACCOMPANYING MANUSCRIPTS PRESENTED TO A FRIEND.'T is said that in the Holy LandThe angels of the place have blessedThe pilgrim's ...
HURRAH! the seaward breezesSweep down the bay amain;Heave up, my lads, the anchor!Run up the sail again!Leave to the lubber ...
Have I not voyaged, friend beloved, with theeOn the great waters of the unsounded sea,Momently listening with suspended oarFor the ...
MADDENED by Earth's wrong and evil,"Lord!" I cried in sudden ire,"From Thy right hand, clothed with thunder,Shake the bolted fire!"Love ...
Thou hast fallen in thine armor,Thou martyr of the LordWith thy last breath crying "Onward!"And thy hand upon the sword.The ...
FROM gold to grayOur mild sweet dayOf Indian Summer fades too soon;But tenderlyAbove the seaHangs, white and calm, the hunter's ...
ON HER RETURN FROM EUROPE.How smiled the land of FranceUnder thy blue eye's glance,Light-hearted roverOld walls of chateaux gray,Towers of ...
BOWDOIN STREET, BOSTON, 1877.The end has come, as come it mustTo all things; in these sweet June daysThe teacher and ...
From Alton Bay to Sandwich Dome,From Mad to Saco river,For patriarchs of the primal woodWe sought with vain endeavor.And then ...
No aimless wanderers, by the fiend UnrestGoaded from shore to shore;No schoolmen, turning, in their classic quest,The leaves of empire ...
I mourn no more my vanished yearsBeneath a tender rain,An April rain of smiles and tears,My heart is young again.The ...
THE moon has set: while yet the dawnBreaks cold and gray,Between the midnight and the mornBear off your prey!On, swift ...
KLOSTER KEDAR, EPHRATA, PENNSYLVANIA (1738)SISTER MARIA CHRISTINA singsWake, sisters, wake! the day-star shines;Above Ephrata's eastern pinesThe dawn is breaking, cool ...
GOD bless ye, brothers! in the fightYe 're waging now, ye cannot fail,For better is your sense of rightThan king-craft's ...
Thrice welcome from the Land of FlowersAnd golden-fruited orange bowersTo this sweet, green-turfed June of ours!To her who, in our ...
Still, as of old, in Beavor's Vale,O man of God! our hope and faithThe Elements and Stars assail,And the awed ...
Dead Petra in her hill-tomb sleeps,Her stones of emptiness remain;Around her sculptured mystery sweepsThe lonely waste of Edom's plain.From the ...
Still linger in our noon of timeAnd on our Saxon tongueThe echoes of the home-born hymnsThe Aryan mothers sung.And childhood ...
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