To Charles Sumner (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
If I have seemed more prompt to censure wrongThan praise the right; if seldom to thine earMy voice hath mingled ...
If I have seemed more prompt to censure wrongThan praise the right; if seldom to thine earMy voice hath mingled ...
"All hail!" the bells of Christmas rang,"All hail!" the monks at Christmas sang,The merry monks who kept with cheerThe gladdest ...
I LOVE the old melodious laysWhich softly melt the ages through, The songs of Spenser's golden days, Arcadian Sidney's silvery phrase,Sprinkling our ...
For ages on our river borders,These tassels in their tawny bloom,And willowy studs of downy silver,Have prophesied of Spring to ...
"Get ye up from the wrath of God's terrible day!Ungirded, unsandalled, arise and away!'T is the vintage of blood, 't ...
A FEW brief years have passed awaySince Britain drove her million slavesBeneath the tropic's fiery ray:God willed their freedom; and ...
As a guest who may not stayLong and sad farewells to sayGlides with smiling face away,Of the sweetness and the ...
I have not felt, o'er seas of sand,The rocking of the desert bark;Nor laved at Hebron's fount my hand,By Hebron's ...
WITH clearer light, Cross of the South, shine forthIn blue Brazilian skies;And thou, O river, cleaving half the earthFrom sunset ...
AMONG the legends sung or saidAlong our rocky shore,The Wishing Bridge of MarbleheadMay well be sung once more.An hundred years ...
Amidst these glorious works of Thine,The solemn minarets of the pine,And awful Shasta's icy shrine,--Where swell Thy hymns from wave ...
Hands off! thou tithe-fat plunderer! playNo trick of priestcraft here!Back, puny lordling! darest thou layA hand on Elliott's bier?Alive, your ...
A track of moonlight on a quiet lake,Whose small waves on a silver-sanded shoreWhisper of peace, and with the low ...
God's love and peace be with thee, whereSoe'er this soft autumnal airLifts the dark tresses of thy hair.Whether through city ...
His laurels fresh from song and lay,Romance, art, science, rich in all,And young of heart, how dare we sayWe keep ...
O THOU, whose presence went beforeOur fathers in their weary way,As with Thy chosen moved of yoreThe fire by night, ...
LONGFELLOW.WITH a glory of winter sunshineOver his locks of gray,In the old historic mansionHe sat on his last birthday;With his ...
I.Our fathers' God! from out whose handThe centuries fall like grains of sand,We meet to-day, united, free,And loyal to our ...
Who, looking backward from his manhood's prime,Sees not the spectre of his misspent time?And, through the shadeOf funeral cypress planted ...
THE age is dull and mean. Men creep,Not walk; with blood too pale and tameTo pay the debt they owe ...
The tree of Faith its bare, dry boughs must shedThat nearer heaven the living ones may climb;The false must fail, ...
Low in the east, against a white, cold dawn,The black-lined silhouette of the woods was drawn,And on a wintry wasteOf ...
This day, two hundred years ago,The wild grape by the river's side,And tasteless groundnut trailing low,The table of the woods ...
IN the old Hebrew myth the lion's frame,So terrible alive,Bleached by the desert's sun and wind, becameThe wandering wild bees' ...
FROM these wild rocks I look to-dayO'er leagues of dancing waves, and seeThe far, low coast-line stretch awayTo where our ...
THE South-land boasts its teeming cane,The prairied West its heavy grain,And sunset's radiant gates unfoldOn rising marts and sands of ...
Here, while the loom of Winter weavesThe shroud of flowers and fountains,I think of thee and summer evesAmong the Northern ...
THE Quaker of the olden time!How calm and firm and true,Unspotted by its wrong and crime,He walked the dark earth ...
O STATE prayer-founded! never hungSuch choice upon a people's tongue,Such power to bless or ban,As that which makes thy whisper ...
WHEN Freedom, on her natal day,Within her war-rocked cradle lay,An iron race around her stood,Baptized her infant brow in blood;And, ...
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