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 ...
This is a very pleasant sight,—The Moslems thronging to the squareThat lies before their house of prayer!Through narrow streets, that ...
There was, some eighteen years or more ago,A young man, a parishioner of mine,Whose name was Willard. There are Willards ...
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 ...
How sadly hath this Sabbath day,O God, been spent by me,Cribbed close beneath a narrow deck,Washed by the frequent sea,An ...
Jerusalem, Jerusalem,How glad should I have been,Could I, in my lone wanderings,Thine aged walls have seen!—Could I have gazed upon ...
Was it the chime of a tiny bell,That came so sweet to my dreaming ear,—Like the silvery tones of a ...
The Liberty Bell—the Liberty Bell—The Tocsin of Freedom and Slavery's knell,That a whole long year has idle hung,Again is wagging ...
On the birth-day of Time, the young monarch of lightWith his beams waked from slumber the virgin creation;—So, dispelling the ...
Two hundred years!—two hundred years!How much of human power and pride,What glorious hopes, what gloomy fears,Have sunk beneath their noiseless ...
The fatherless and widow, Lord,Find hope and comfort in this word,Which in thy Holy Book they see,—"Leave all thy fatherless ...
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 ...
To Thee, beneath whose eyeEach circling centuryObedient rolls,Our nation, in its prime,Looked with a faith sublime,And trusted, in "the timeThat ...
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 ...
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 ...
"For my flesh is meat indeed."—John vi. 55.Had Jesus left his scattered foldThe legacy of pride,Golconda's gems and Ophir's gold,When ...
© 2020 Inspirational Stories