The Portrait (John Pierpont Poems)
Why does the eye, with greater pleasure, restOn the proud oak, in vernal honors drest,When sultry gales, that to his ...
Why does the eye, with greater pleasure, restOn the proud oak, in vernal honors drest,When sultry gales, that to his ...
This is a very pleasant sight,—The Moslems thronging to the squareThat lies before their house of prayer!Through narrow streets, that ...
Lift up, lift up the standard,And plant it near the well!And, gathered underneath its folds,A choral anthem swell!The anthem that ...
Servants of God most high,Who on his word rely,By ancient seers and holy prophets spoken—That all the chains that gallThe ...
It had rained in the night; but the morning's birthWas as calm and still as even;The heralds of day were ...
Break forth in song, ye trees,As, through your tops, the breezeSweeps from the sea!For, on its rushing wings,To your cool ...
Break forth in song, ye trees!As through your tops the breezeSweeps from the sea!For, on its rushing wings,To your cool ...
No moon hung o'er the sleeping earth,But, on their thrones of light,The stars, that sang ere morning's birth,Filled the blue ...
O, is not this a holy spot!'T is the high place of Freedom's birth!God of our fathers! is it notThe ...
When first I saw the gleaming crestOf temp'rance's silver star,I watch'd it, till its radiance blestIllum'd the world afar:It rose ...
To Thee, O God, in humble trust,Our hearts their grateful incense burnFor this thy word, "Thou art of dust,And unto ...
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