The Peace Convention At Brussels (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
STILL in thy streets, O Paris! doth the stainOf blood defy the cleansing autumn rain;Still breaks the smoke Messina's ruins ...
STILL in thy streets, O Paris! doth the stainOf blood defy the cleansing autumn rain;Still breaks the smoke Messina's ruins ...
Always suddenly they are gone-- The friends we trusted and held secure-- Suddenly we are gazing on, Not a _smiling_ face, but the ...
I.Ye must not die--your cheek is red,Ye have not lost your bloom;We shall be loth when ye are deadTo lay ...
ACROSS the Stony Mountains, o'er the desert's drouth and sand,The circles of our empire touch the western ocean's strand;From slumberous ...
A butterfly was grieved one dayBecause he could do nought but play;He envied bees and birds and ants,And senseless stones ...
On beautiful Ohio when you sail,And view its banks, forever green and fair,And feel the falling sunlight, and the galeThat ...
We cried, " How long ! " We sighed, " Not yet; "And still with faces dawnward set" Prepare the ...
YOU request me, my friend, on true courage to write;Yet do you reflect, that whilst I indite,Or attempt to explain ...
OH ! I thou! whose Genius as thy Virtue shines,Around whose brows the wreath of Fame entwines;Benign Preceptress of thy ...
I hear thy voice in the lonely pinesWhen the winds arise in their unknown lair;In the rush of waves in ...
I. She comes, benign enchantress, heav'n born PEACE! With mercy beaming in her radiant eye; She bids the horrid din of battle cease, And ...
IDo not forget my charge I beg of you ;That of what flow'rs you find of fairest hueAnd sweetest odor ...
A Prize Poem.I know Canada is fair to see, and pleasant; it is wellOn the banks of its broad river ...
THE DIVINE VOICEGo seek thine earth-born sisters,--thus the VoiceThat all obey,--the sad and silent three;These only, while the hosts of ...
Were you ever told the legend oldOf the birth of storms at sea?You should hear the tale in a Channel ...
Dedicated by special permission to Her Most Gracious Majesty Queen Victoria.We cried, "How long!" We sighed, "Not yet;"And still with ...
Dear Friend, we come to yield anew The reverence we owe thy name, And celebrate with fresh acclaimOur Quaker Poet, strong and ...
A dusty clearing in the scrubs Of barren, western lands-Where, out of sight, or sign of hope The wretched school-house stands;A roof ...
FLYING from out the gusty west,To seek the place where last year's nest,Ragged, and torn by many a routOf winter ...
Into the half light and shadow I go. Within my headNot a dream, but some sensation is at work.Not a ...
Thou lonely spring of waters undefiled!Silently slumbering in thy mossy cell,Yea, moveless as the hillock's verdant sideFrom which thou hadst ...
'MID the august and never-dying lightOf constellated spirits, who have gain'dA throne in heaven, by power of heavenly acts,And leave ...
So heathen against heathen, tribe 'gainst tribe,Streamed onward in embattled waves of war;Not that so vast, to immemorial ageSacred, of ...
Favour'd of heav'n, awhile my speech attend:On brighter visions now unclose thine eyes,Again shall Europe's realms before thee rise.Of this ...
NOW the earth in fields and hillsStirs with pulses of the Spring,Next-embowering hedges ringWith interminable trills;Sunlight runs a race with ...
When fell Oppression o'er the earthHer iron sceptre waved with fearful sway,To thee, dread power of War, the fiend gave ...
Not to win thy favor, maiden, not to steal away thy heart,Have I ever sought thy presence, ever stooped to ...
The Captains sailed from all the World-from all the world and Spain;And each one for his country's ease, her glory ...
WHO DIED JAN. 21, 1800. Sweet is the voice of Friendship to the ear, Sweet is Affection's mildly-beaming eye, Sweet the applause which ...
Wild air, world-mothering air,Nestling me everywhere,That each eyelash or hairGirdles; goes home betwixtThe fleeciest, frailest-flixedSnowflake; that 's fairly mixedWith, riddles, ...
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