Manhattan: An Ode (Joseph Ignatius Constantine Clarke Poems)
Here at thy broad sea gate,On the ultimate ocean wave,Where millions in hope have entered in,Joyous, elateA home and a ...
Here at thy broad sea gate,On the ultimate ocean wave,Where millions in hope have entered in,Joyous, elateA home and a ...
At winter dusk upon the hillside cold,While shivering trees made moan,Went Hojo Tokiyori all alone.Free of his Regent robes and ...
Shun! dress! shoulder a'ms!Fours right! Forward! March!That was how they kept us at it;Heads up stiff as starch.We were Virginia ...
On through the mist of the morning,On through the midday glare;A hard, rough ride by the Rosebud's side,Cutting swaths through ...
"Pinch me; ay, punch me, for fear I m not sitting here reading the paper.Sure as the sun in the ...
I.To me by early mornCame memories of Old Ireland by the sea,The tenderest and sweetest that there be,Wherein the songs ...
Victory! cry of all cries after battle,Victory! only cry worthy of breath,Lifting the soul up and thrilling the heart strings,Shaking ...
Clouds black with thunder o'er the Southern states;North, East and West a sickening fear;The Union on the dark laps of ...
It's the flag of France! the flag of France, I see!Life to it! Health to it! fold on fold,With the ...
Thou didst write these words with thine own hand"Remind me early in MayOf my promise to be with our boys ...
Can we add to his glory whose praise is ours?Can we rate him anew in the lists of fame?Shall our ...
I.Shall we sing of grand Old Glory,With its flowing stripes and stars?Shall we tell its homely story,Or its battle fame ...
When the cresset of war blazed over the land,And a call rang fierce thro the West,Saying, "Rough Riders, come to ...
Within the silver bowl beholdThe golden vintage of all friendly cheer,Fresh from the wine-press of our Merriewold,And not a drop ...
A home for the brave, the warm, the true,Who love the old and who love the new:Whose blood has so ...
Goddess, slow-born of the ages Liberty, light-giving soul!Raised, looking seaward, gigantic in sheen of bronze,What dost thou see in the ...
The topmost glory of a race is boundWithin the gleaming virtues of its sons.Not by its carven gold shall it ...
Shall we who meet and part to-nightRemember not our sires?Shall we forget their age-long fight,Their quenchless battle-fires?They handed us the ...
Mightiest type of the human,Praised be again and again,Broad-breasted mother of woman;Giant-limbed mother of men.Mother majestic and splendid,Mother of glories ...
Dark night along England's coast.Up from their ships come the swarming foemen;Harold Sigurd heads their host;Swordsmen and spearmen shouting to ...
In the midnight sky a wonder;A star in the east aglow,And mellowest voice thereunder,Christmas of long ago.With gaze upraised the ...
Was there ever a net too fine for Love?Was there ever a gate too wide?Are there depths too deep?Are the ...
Oh, the pale-red twin wild rosesBy the path adown the dingle,Where the Summer's heart reposes,Where the witching wood-scents mingleWhere, for ...
Oh sweet, with thy rosebud red at my heartI could die, and smile at the pain,For my darling, my darling ...
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