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 ...
There was, some eighteen years or more ago,A young man, a parishioner of mine,Whose name was Willard. There are Willards ...
Jerusalem, Jerusalem,How glad should I have been,Could I, in my lone wanderings,Thine aged walls have seen!—Could I have gazed upon ...
I cannot make him dead! His fair sunshiny head Is ever bounding round my study-chair; Yet, when my eyes, now ...
To God, to God alone,This temple have we reared;To God, who holds a throneUnshaken and unshared.Sole King of Heaven,Who 'st ...
The Pilgrim Fathers,—where are they?—The waves that brought them o'erStill roll in the bay, and throw their sprayAs they break ...
Hark! 'tis the children of Washington, pouringThe full tide of song to the conqueror's praise,Whose brows our young eagle, triumphantly ...
Is there, in all the skies, a starThat envies not the Queen of Heaven,As nightly, on her silver car,Through their ...
It had rained in the night; but the morning's birthWas as calm and still as even;The heralds of day were ...
Two hundred years!—two hundred years!How much of human power and pride,What glorious hopes, what gloomy fears,Have sunk beneath their noiseless ...
Oh! water for me—bright water for me!And wine for the tremulous debauchee!It cooleth the brow, it cooleth the brain,It maketh ...
His falchion flashed along the Nile;—His hosts he led through Alpine snows;—O'er Moscow's towers, that shook the while,His eagle flag ...
Long, in a nameless grave,Bones of the true and brave!Have ye reposed.This day, our hands have dressed,This day, our prayers ...
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