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 ...
Friend of my dark and solitary hour,When spectres walk abroad, and ghosts have power,To thee I look to dissipate the ...
How sadly hath this Sabbath day,O God, been spent by me,Cribbed close beneath a narrow deck,Washed by the frequent sea,An ...
They are all gone, but one.—A daughter and a sonWere, from my parents, early taken away;And my own childhood's joyWas ...
I cannot make him dead! His fair sunshiny head Is ever bounding round my study-chair; Yet, when my eyes, now ...
Weary travellers are we,And our word is briefly spoken;We must lean on charity,For our "stay and staff" is broken.We are ...
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 ...
Thou, who on the whirlwind ridest,At whose word the thunder roars,Who, in majesty, presidestO'er the oceans and their shores;From those ...
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 ...
Can we forget the gloomy time,When Bacchus ruled the day,—When dissipation, sloth and crime,Bore undisputed sway?The time—the time—the gloomy timeThe ...
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 ...
Father spare that cup,Thy daughter's feelings spareIt stirs thy passions up,And fills me with despair.Husband! spare that glass,It breaks my ...
Sons of Liberty, arise!Who your country's glory prize,Spread your banner to the skies!Wake from apathy!Join the Washingtonian Band,Firmly to your ...
Oh! what are the pangs that result from excess,In quaffing the juice of the vine;Tho' the bosom may feel them ...
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 ...
O, not for thee weep;—we weepFor her, whose lone and long caress,And widow's tears, from fountains deep,Fall on the early ...
Father of lights! we bless each rayShot from thy throne to lead the blind;With song we hail the holy dayThat's ...
Our grateful hearts with temperance burn,Away, away the bowl,From dram shops all, our steps we turn,Away, away the bowl;Farewell to ...
We thank Thee that, amid the throngOf ransom'd drunkards, we can stand,And praise Thee that the temp'rance starE'er rose on ...
Our Father! we approach thy board,As children, that would be forgiven;Remembering him, thy Son, who pouredHis blood, to seal our ...
Begone, vile rum, I prithee begone from me,Begone, vile rum, thou and I shall never agree,Long time hast thou destroyed ...
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