In The “Old South” (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
She came and stood in the Old South Church,A wonder and a sign,With a look the old-time sibyls wore,Half-crazed and ...
She came and stood in the Old South Church,A wonder and a sign,With a look the old-time sibyls wore,Half-crazed and ...
THEY fled,--for there was for the braveLeft only a dishonour'd grave.The day was lost; and his red handWas now upon ...
At day-break, when the tide was low He came to bathe his slender feet,And laughing, sported to and fro, Across my waters ...
On a log behind the pigsty of a modest little farm,Sits a freckled youth and lanky, red of hair and ...
about the left nippleof the woman in the bathroom.She is drying her hair, the womanwhose left nipple is sore.We looked ...
(Desired by the Fairies, and being Cold to Them, Slain by an Elf-bolt)White of skin and brown of hair,Here he ...
Since the days of primal story Of Eden's happy pair, A woman's greatest glory Is her glossy flowing hair; It is a safe criterion By ...
ONCE, weary of the busy town,And with poetic ardour fir'd,I left it with a scornful frown,To yon sweet hermitage retir'd.I ...
Cold, cold is the blast when December is howling,Cold are the damps on a dying man's brow,--Stern are the seas ...
We rovers bold, To the land of Gold,Over the bowling billows are gliding: Eager to toil, For the golden spoil,And every hardship biding. See! ...
Out of the clover and blue-eyed grassHe turned them into the river-lane;One after another he let them pass,Then fastened the ...
Con mala Muger el remedioMucha Tierra por el medio.I have oft wondred why thou didst electThy Mistress of a stuff ...
_Bridegroom_I give you my house and my lands, all golden with harvest;My sword, my shield, and my jewels, the spoils ...
Zoon, zoon, cuddle and croon-- Over the crinkling sea,The moon man flings him a silvered net Fashioned of moonbeams three.And some folk ...
A wonderful joy our eyes to bless,In her magnificent comeliness,Is an English girl of eleven stone two,And five foot ten ...
_On the Death of Master Frederic Thomson_.1810. --------In the first dawn of youth I much admireThe lively boy of ruddy countenance,Strong-built, ...
Blue gulf all around us,Blue sky overhead —Muster all on the quarter,We must bury the dead! It is but a Danish ...
Blest is the man, who from the womb,To saintship him betakes,And when too soon his child shall come,A long confession ...
Oh what can ail thee, knight-at-arms, Alone and palely loitering?The sedge has withered from the lake, And no birds sing.Oh what can ...
WHEN evening with its breezy airSucceeds the sultry day,Let others wear, in crowds and glare,The tranquil hours away;But be it ...
Love, let me thank you for this! Now we have drifted apart,Wandered away from the sea,-- For the fresh touch of your ...
There in the garden of pleasure she lies,My fond Aphrodite, and weepsFor the lover who fled from the light of ...
You will be mine; those lightly dancing feet, Falling as softly on the careless streetAs the wind-loosened petals of a flower, Will ...
If ever sea-maid, from her coral cave,Beneath the hum of the great surge, has lovedTo pass delighted from her green ...
Here in the dusk I see her face againAs then I knew it, ere she fell asleep;Renunciation glorifying pain Of her ...
AT an open window sitting,On this day of mirth and glee,'Cross a flow'ry vista flitting,Many passing forms I see.Ah! lovely ...
Shrivelled leather, rusty buckles, and the rot is in our knuckles,Scorched for months upon the pommel while the brittle rein ...
Sleep is a spirit, who beside us sits, Or through our frames like some dim glamour flits; From out her form a ...
And when Goll knew Finn to be watching for his life he made no attemptto escape but stopped where he ...
AH, moment not to be purchased,Not to be won by prayer,Not by toil to be conquered,But given, lest one despair,By ...
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