The Pennsylvania (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
PreludeI sing the Pilgrim of a softer climeAnd milder speech than those brave men's who broughtTo the ice and iron ...
PreludeI sing the Pilgrim of a softer climeAnd milder speech than those brave men's who broughtTo the ice and iron ...
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 ...
'Tis morning over Norridgewock, —On tree and wigwam, wave and rock.Bathed in the autumnal sunshine, stirredAt intervals by breeze and ...
Who stands on that cliff, like a figure of stone,Unmoving and tall in the light of the sky,Where the spray ...
One Sabbath day my friend and IAfter the meeting, quietlyPassed from the crowded village lanes,White with dry dust for lack ...
"I do believe, and yet, in grief,I pray for help to unbelief;For needful strength aside to layThe daily cumberings of ...
Where the Great Lake's sunny smilesDimple round its hundred isles,And the mountain's granite ledgeCleaves the water like a wedge,Ringed about ...
From the well-springs of Hudson, the sea-cliffs of Maine,Grave men, sober matrons, you gather again;And, with hearts warmer grown as ...
I.O'er the bare woods, whose outstretched handsPlead with the leaden heavens in vain,I see, beyond the valley lands,The sea's long ...
Up and down the village streetsStrange are the forms my fancy meets,For the thoughts and things of to-day are hid,And ...
AN EPISTLE NOT AFTER THE MANNER OF HORACEOld friend, kind friend! lightly downDrop time's snow-flakes on thy crown!Never be thy ...
Addressed to Francis Greenleaf Allison of Burlington, New Jersey.You scarcely need my tardy thanks,Who, self-rewarded, nurse and tend--A green leaf ...
A bending staff I would not break,A feeble faith I would not shake,Nor even rashly pluck awayThe error which some ...
Leagues north, as fly the gull and auk,Point Judith watches with eye of hawk;Leagues south, thy beacon flames, Montauk!Lonely and ...
NAUHAUGHT, the Indian deacon, who of oldDwelt, poor but blameless, where his narrowing CapeStretches its shrunk arm out to all ...
The Brownie sits in the Scotchman's room,And eats his meat and drinks his ale,And beats the maid with her unused ...
1640-1890.O river winding to the sea!We call the old time back to thee;From forest paths and water-waysThe century-woven veil we ...
We saw the slow tides go and come,The curving surf-lines lightly drawn,The gray rocks touched with tender bloomBeneath the fresh-blown ...
THE Rabbi Nathan two-score years and tenWalked blameless through the evil world, and then,Just as the almond blossomed in his ...
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 ...
WE give thy natal day to hope,O Country of our love and prayer!Thy way is down no fatal slope,But up ...
One day, along the electric wireHis manly word for Freedom sped;We came next morn: that tongue of fireSaid only, "He ...
I HAVE been thinking of the victims boundIn Naples, dying for the lack of airAnd sunshine, in their close, damp ...
The sword was sheathed: in April's sunLay green the fields by Freedom won;And severed sections, weary of debates,Joined hands at ...
Some die too late and some too soon,At early morning, heat of noon,Or the chill evening twilight. Thou,Whom the rich ...
I need not ask thee, for my sake,To read a book which well may makeIts way by native force of ...
AN ALGONQUIN LEGEND.HAPPY young friends, sit by me,Under May's blown apple-tree,While these home-birds in and outThrough the blossoms flit about.Hear ...
Above, below, in sky and sod,In leaf and spar, in star and man,Well might the wise Athenian scanThe geometric signs ...
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