Hezekiah’s Art (Joseph C Lincoln Poems)
My son Hezekiah's a painter; yes, that's the purfession he's at;An artist, I mean,--course he ain't a whitewasher or nothin' ...
My son Hezekiah's a painter; yes, that's the purfession he's at;An artist, I mean,--course he ain't a whitewasher or nothin' ...
Never, surely, was holier manThan Ambrose, since the world began;With diet spare and raiment thinHe shielded himself from the father ...
ON RECEIVING A BASKET OF SEA-MOSSES.Thanks for thy giftOf ocean flowers,Born where the golden driftOf the slant sunshine fallsDown the ...
Down the green slope he bounded. Raven curls From his white shoulders by the winds were swept, And the clear color of ...
Ye mealy mouth'd mobbers, attend to my song,Whose plunder brings plenty of blessings along.No gospel or law starv'd people regard,For ...
O painter bold and true, lord of every flying hue,Whose immortal hand all lovely things implore,Now to thy glory set, ...
REFUGE of Dalvorig's valiant men,Of strife and dangerous days!Lo, all Armenia towards theeTo-day in hope doth gaze.Thou black and naked ...
The First Attempt to Reach the ShoreWhere is the painter who shall paint for you,My Austral brothers, with a pencil ...
Where shall be found the niche unfill'd,—A spot unclaim'd, a field untill'd?Who may secure a vacant spaceFairly to run and ...
Wiessen and nature held a long contestIf she created or he painted best;With pleasing thought the wondrous combat grew,She still ...
There is a charm in footing slow across a silent plain,Where patriot battle has been fought, where glory had the ...
One golden summer day, Along the forest-way,Young Colin passed with blithesome steps alert. His locks with careless grace Rimmed round his handsome faceAnd ...
I shall not soon forget that sightThe glow of Autumn's westering day,A hazy warmth, a dreamy light,On Raphael's picture lay.It ...
SUNSET AND NIGHT. BEAUTIFUL! O beautiful!When his blaze of glory done,In the Tropics sinks the Sun!Not, as at his noon, untendedBy ...
The angels are singing like birds in a tree In the organ of good St. Cecily: And the parson reads with his ...
Beautiful, beautiful Horicon! Over thy waters so blue, Sunshine and shadow in silence flit on, Painting fresh scenes on the ecstatic view. Blue are ...
Dear Fanny, I mean, now I'm laid on the shelf,To give you a sketch—ay, a sketch of myself.'Tis a pitiful ...
I now will endeavor, while fresh in my mind,My Sabbath School Class to portray;The theme's furnished for me, I've only ...
Three long years have o'erwhelmed me in sadness,Since the sun veiled his vision of gladness:Sorrow be banished,- for sorrow is ...
There lived a fool.For a long time he lived in peace and contentment; but by degrees rumoursbegan to reach him ...
Poet --Enchanting spirit! -- at thy votive shrineI lowly bend a simple wreath to twine;O Come from the ideal world ...
In that building, long and low,With its windows all a-row, Like the port-holes of a hulk,Human spiders spin and spin,Backward down ...
The stars have sunk in yon concave blue,And the sun is peeping thro' the dew;Thy Spirit, Lord! doth nature fill—Before ...
The eastern heaven was all faint amethyst,Whereon the moon hung dreaming in the mist;To north yet drifted one long delicate ...
The Yangtze flows eastWashing awayA thousand ages of great menWest of the ramparts --People say --Are the fabled Red Cliffs ...
DIVINEST art, the stars aboveWere fated on thy birth to shine;Oh, born of beauty and of love,What early poetry was ...
Saturday morning in late March.I was alone and took a long walk,though I also carried a bookof the Alone, which ...
All travellers at first inclineWhere'er they see the fairest signAnd if they find the chambers neat,And like the liquor and ...
The yeoman lays aside his soil-stained smock, And from his herd selects a trusty steed, And sallies forth to help in hour ...
The sea goes up; the sky comes down.Oh, can you spy the ancient town,-The granite hills so green and gray,That ...
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