Jim the Splitter (Henry Kendall Poems)
The bard who is singing of Wollombi JimIs hardly just now in the requisite trim To sit on his Pegasus fairly;Besides, ...
The bard who is singing of Wollombi JimIs hardly just now in the requisite trim To sit on his Pegasus fairly;Besides, ...
Oh! form'd by Nature, and refin'd by Art,With charms to win, and sense to fix the heart!By thousands sought, Clotilda, ...
Swarthy wastelands, wide and woodless, glittering miles and miles away,Where the south wind seldom wanders and the winters will not ...
And sharp as sword's clash came the one word, "Wait!"Wait? He had waited years. The soft-eyed spring,Crowned with sweet daisies ...
Pensive, o'ercome, the Muse hung down her Head,And heard the fatal News,—"The Friend is dead.Dumb, fixt in Sorrow, she forgot ...
THE terrible wind, the dangerous storm, iswrestling with a ship on the ocean ; it is tryingto break her, but ...
I mind the river from Mount Frome To Ballanshantie's Bridge,The Mudgee Hills, and Buckaroo, Lowe's Peak, and Granite Ridge.The "tailers" in the ...
Rifted mountains, clad with forests, girded round by gleaming pines,Where the morning, like an angel, robed in golden splendour shines;Shimmering ...
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 ...
'Midst the men and things which willHaunt an old man's memory still,Drollest, quaintest of them all,With a boy's laugh I ...
Imagine a child from Virginia or New HampshireAlone on the prairie eighty years agoOr more, one afternoon-the shaggy peltOf grasses, ...
(July, 1904)In the State of "Old Palmetto," from the town of Eutawville,Comes a voice of pain and anguish that refuses ...
1FriendsThe old word is dead.The old books are dead.Our speech with holes like worn-out shoes is dead.Dead is the mind ...
COME, spur away, I have no patience for a longer stay, But must go down And leave the chargeable noise of this great ...
I will not build on yonder mount;And, should you call me to account,Consulting with myself, I findIt was no levity ...
Should you ask me, whence these stories?Whence these legends and traditions,With the odors of the forestWith the dew and damp ...
THE ARGUMENT.God sends his angel to Tortosa down,Godfrey unites the Christian Peers and Knights;And all the Lords and Princes of ...
Goddess of Liberty! O thouWhose tearless eyes behold the chain,And look unmoved upon the slain,Eternal peace upon thy brow,-Before thy ...
THE SPIRITS of our fathers rise not from every wave,They left the sea behind them long ago;It was many years ...
When the proud Philistines for War declar'd,And Israel's Sons for Battle had prepar'd,Before the Heathen Camp a Monster stalk'd,And awful ...
no more the chicken and the egg comeone of thembefore the otherbothbe fadin (steady)from the supersafeway/a&p/giantcircus uh-huh the pilgrim cornucopia it ain' a ...
FIRST GIRLMALLO lero iss im bo nero!Go where they're threshing and find me my lover,Mallo lero iss im bo bairn!SECOND ...
I have a son, a little son, a boy just five years old,With eyes of thoughtful earnestness, and mind of ...
Darkly the minster--towers, against the glow of the sunset,Rise from the purple band of mist that beleaguers the city:Golden the ...
Died at Hartford, August 4th, 1861; and his wife, Mrs. ELIZA STORRSTRUMBULL, the night after his funeral.Death's shafts fly thick, ...
One of a hundred little rills-Born in the hills,Nourished with dews by the earth, and with tears by the sky,Sang-"Who ...
Old Father Pat! They'll tell you still with mingled love and prideOf stirring deeds that live and thrill the quiet ...
Black fool, why winter here? These frozen skies,Worn by your wings and deafen'd by your cries,Should warn you hence, where ...
"My grandfather Squeers," said The Raggedy Man,As he solemnly lighted his pipe and began--"The most indestructible man, for his years,And ...
IF once in love, you'll soon invention findAnd not to cunning tricks and freaks be blind;The youngest 'prentice, when he ...
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