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 ...
"Read out the names!" and Burke sat back, And Kelly drooped his head. While Shea--they call him Scholar Jack-- Went down the list ...
Clouds black with thunder o'er the Southern states;North, East and West a sickening fear;The Union on the dark laps of ...
So that's what you call good news for me,Young Janet who loves me so?For your poor blind grandmother sitting hereWhile ...
Oh, wilt thou ne'er again, when fade the eves,Loved Cynthius, come soul-trembling to my joy,Till raptured stars shall steal out ...
It's the flag of France! the flag of France, I see!Life to it! Health to it! fold on fold,With the ...
"Oh, wasn't he hard on poor sinners this mornin'?And his voice, begor! was no silver-tone fluteWhen he gave us," said ...
Do you ever hear the blackbird in the thorn,Or the skylark rising warbling in the morn,With the white mists o ...
"Man, Blake was fine: ev'ry word that he spokeSnapped out like the crack of a whip.D ye mind where he ...
"Whoso kneels down upon Easter mornOn the Druids stone, and prays,Shall see Christ's face zvhen the day is bornIn the ...
With deep Amen are closed the funeral rites:The wreathing incense lingers on the air,A mist of sorrow and a floating ...
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 ...
There in the garden of pleasure she lies,My fond Aphrodite, and weepsFor the lover who fled from the light of ...
The Warrior Ertogruhl,Sheik of his tribe of men who dare,Started a gray wolf in the morning cool,And on the summit ...
Where is he gone, the queer little man,Who made and mended boots and shoes;Who hammered the brogues and rushed the ...
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 ...
A bride, sweet Lord, on this Easter morn!A pale, a breathless bride,Here waits thee, Christ of the Cross and Thorn,While ...
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 ...
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