Centennial Hymn (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
I.Our fathers' God! from out whose handThe centuries fall like grains of sand,We meet to-day, united, free,And loyal to our ...
I.Our fathers' God! from out whose handThe centuries fall like grains of sand,We meet to-day, united, free,And loyal to our ...
I.Sound over all waters, reach out from all lands,The chorus of voices, the clasping of hands;Sing hymns that were sung ...
I.FRIENDof the Slave, and yet the friend of all;Lover of peace, yet ever foremost whenThe need of battling Freedom called ...
Out and in the river is windingThe links of its long, red chain,Through belts of dusky pine-landAnd gusty leagues of ...
THE day's sharp strife is ended now,Our work is done, God knoweth how!As on the thronged, unrestful townThe patience of ...
I.Fate summoned, in gray-bearded age, to actA history stranger than his written fact,Him who portrayed the splendor and the gloomOf ...
'Neath skies that winter never knewThe air was full of light and balm,And warm and soft the Gulf wind blewThrough ...
Low in the east, against a white, cold dawn,The black-lined silhouette of the woods was drawn,And on a wintry wasteOf ...
When on my day of life the night is falling,And, in the winds from unsunned spaces blown,I hear far voices ...
IN the old Hebrew myth the lion's frame,So terrible alive,Bleached by the desert's sun and wind, becameThe wandering wild bees' ...
Thou dwellest not, O Lord of allIn temples which thy children raise;Our work to thine is mean and small,And brief ...
The land, that, from the rule of kings,In freeing us, itself made free,Our Old World Sister, to us bringsHer sculptured ...
STATESMAN, I thank thee! and, if yet dissentMingles, reluctant, with my large content,I cannot censure what was nobly meant.But, while ...
AMIDST thy sacred effigiesOf old renown give place,O city, Freedom-loved! to hisWhose hand unchained a race.Take the worn frame, that ...
Calm on the breast of Loch MareeA little isle reposes;A shadow woven of the oakAnd willow o'er it closes.Within, a ...
Where ceaseless Spring her garland twines,As sweetly shall the loved one rest,As if beneath the whispering pinesAnd maple shadows of ...
From purest wells of English undefiledNone deeper drank than he, the New World's child,Who in the language of their farm-fields ...
FOR the fairest maid in Hampton They needed not to search, Who saw young Anna favor Come walking into church,-- ...
GIFT from the cold and silent Past! A relic to the present cast, Left on the ever-changing strand Of shifting ...
The birds against the April wind Flew northward, singing as they flew; They sang, "The land we leave behind Has ...
"Put up the sword!" The voice of Christ once more Speaks, in the pauses of the cannon's roar, O'er fields ...
It is done! Clang of bell and roar of gun Send the tidings up and down. How the belfries rock ...
The blast from Freedom's Northern hills, upon its Southern way, Bears greeting to Virginia from Massachusetts Bay: No word of ...
To the Memory of the Household It Describes This Poem is Dedicated by the Author "As the Spirit of Darkness ...
The firmament breaks up. In black eclipse Light after light goes out. One evil star, Luridly glaring through the smoke ...
Up from the meadows rich with corn, Clear in the cool September morn, The clustered spires of Frederick stand Green-walled ...
Up the streets of Aberdeen, By the kirk and college green, Rode the Laird of Ury; Close behind him, close ...
Before my drift-wood fire I sit, And see, with every waif I burn, Old dreams and fancies coloring it, And ...
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