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 ...
Years roll along; and, as they glide awayIn silent lapse, on every New-Year's day'T is claimed by custom that we ...
I landed there on the day of my birth,—The day that the city was swept from the earth;Though thirteen years ...
Friend of my dark and solitary hour,When spectres walk abroad, and ghosts have power,To thee I look to dissipate the ...
What! our petitions spurned! The prayerOf thousands,—tens of thousands,—castUnheard, beneath your Speaker's chair!But ye will hear us, first or last.The ...
Star of the North! though night winds driftThe fleecy drapery of the skyBetween thy lamp and me, I lift,Yea, lift ...
I saw her mother's eye of loveAs gently on her rest,As falls the light of evening's sunUpon a lily's breast.And ...
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 ...
Lift up, lift up the standard,And plant it near the well!And, gathered underneath its folds,A choral anthem swell!The anthem that ...
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 ...
Weary travellers are we,And our word is briefly spoken;We must lean on charity,For our "stay and staff" is broken.We are ...
It had rained in the night; but the morning's birthWas as calm and still as even;The heralds of day were ...
On the birth-day of Time, the young monarch of lightWith his beams waked from slumber the virgin creation;—So, dispelling the ...
To the Emerald Isle, where our kindred are dwelling,And where the remains of our forefathers sleep,Our eyes turn to-day, with ...
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 ...
Almighty God! thou GiverOf all our sunny plains,That stretch from sea to river,Hear'st thou thy children's chains?Seest thou the snappered ...
Mighty One, whose name is holy,Thou wilt save thy work alive;And the spirit of the lowlyThou wilt visit and revive.What ...
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 ...
"The Plague! the Plague! bring out your dead."Through all the land the cryRang shrilly forth. "We bring our dead!"Was murmured ...
Long, in a nameless grave,Bones of the true and brave!Have ye reposed.This day, our hands have dressed,This day, our prayers ...
"And when they had sung a hymn, they went out into the Mount of Olives."—Matth. xxvi. 30.There's something sweet in ...
To Thee, beneath whose eyeEach circling centuryObedient rolls,Our nation, in its prime,Looked with a faith sublime,And trusted, in "the timeThat ...
We have entered the field, and are ready to fight,Against the rum demon from morning till night,The groggeries, too, we're ...
Source of being, Holy Father,With the day's returning light,Round our board with thanks we gather,For the mercies of the night:Mercies ...
O'er Kedron's stream, and Salem's height.And Olivet's brown steep,Moves the majestic queen of night,And throws from heaven her silver light,And ...
O'er Kedron's stream, and Salem's height,And Olivet's brown steep,Rolls the majestic queen of night,And showers from heaven her silver light,And ...
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 ...
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