Why Should The American Negro Be Proud? (Maggie Pogue Johnson Poems)
Why should the American negro be proud?This question was asked in tones clear and loud,The Negro who once was in ...
Heroism Poems (1602 Poems)
The Battle-Cry Of The South (James Ryder Randall Poems)
Arm yourselves and be valiant men, and see that ye be in readiness againstthe morning, that ye may fight with ...
By the Cliffs of the Sea (Henry Kendall Poems)
In a far-away glen of the hills, Where the bird of the night is at rest,Shut in from the thunder that ...
Eclogue 4: Pollio (Publius Vergilius Maro Poems)
POLLIOMuses of Sicily, essay we nowA somewhat loftier task! Not all men loveCoppice or lowly tamarisk: sing we woods,Woods worthy ...
Lee To The Rear (John Reuben Thompson Poems)
Dawn of a pleasant morning in May,Broke through the Wilderness cool and gray;While perched in the tallest tree-tops, the birdsWere ...
The Secret Whisky Cure (Henry Lawson Poems)
'Tis no tale of heroism, 'tis no tale of storm and strife,But of ordinary boozing, and of dull domestic life-Of ...
Wrestling (John Crowe Ransom Poems)
AT last came threshing-time, the manly season. We kept the thresher thundering by daylight, And rested all the sweeter after dark, Telling of ...
The Hero (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
"O for a knight like Bayard,Without reproach or fear;My light glove on his casque of steel,My love-knot on his spear!"O ...
Eclogue IV (Virgil Poems)
POLLIOMuses of Sicily, essay we nowA somewhat loftier task! Not all men loveCoppice or lowly tamarisk: sing we woods,Woods worthy ...
A Friendly Game Of Football (Edward George Dyson Poems)
We were challenged by The Dingoes - they're the pride of Squatter's Gap-To a friendly game of football on the ...
Channing (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
Not vainly did old poets tell,Nor vainly did old genius paintGod's great and crowning miracle,The hero and the saint!For even ...
The Ride Of Collin Graves (John Boyle O Reilly Poems)
AN INCIDENT OF THE FLOOD IN MASSACHUSETTS, ON MAY16,1874.NO song of a soldier riding downTo the raging fight from Winchester ...
The Port O’Call (Henry Lawson Poems)
Our hull is seldom painted, Our decks are seldom stoned;Our sails are patched and cobbled And chains by rust marooned.Our rigging is ...
On The Birth Of Albert Edward, Prince Of Wales (Nora Pembroke Poems)
Sing and rejoice, With heart and voice,An heir is born to the British Crown, A royal son, A princely one,One born to glory ...
An Old Master (Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis Poems)
We were cartin' lathes and palin's from the slopes of Mount St. Leonard,With our axles near the road-bed and the ...
Vignette – XXI (Matilda Betham Poems)
LINES._Written for a Young Gentleman to speak at the Audit at St. Saviour'sSchool, Southwark, after the Battle of Trafalgar_. --------While others, ...
Yorktown Centennial Lyric (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
HARK, hark! down the century's long reaching slopeTo those transports of triumph, those raptures of hope,The voices of main and ...
On The Death Of The Queen (John Cutts Poems)
She's gone! The Beauty of our Isle is fled; Our Joy cut off, the Great MARIA dead. We faint beneath the Stroak ...
Liberty Lighting The World (John Boyle O Reilly Poems)
MAJESTIC warder by the Nation's gate,Spike-crowned, flame-armed like Agony or Glory,Holding the tablets of some unknown law,With gesture eloquent and ...
The Pen And The Sword (Mary Russell Mitford Poems)
And dar'st thou then with me compare,Frail fleeting passenger of air!Say, am not I my country's rock,The lion in the ...
Full-Fledged (Maurice Thompson Poems)
Is all discovery made?Is the hand of Conquest stayed?Are all the heroes dead, all epics told?Is Fame's grand tower no ...
The Son Of Dalvorig (Mihran Damadian Poems)
BRAVE son of Dalvorig, Dalvorig's son am I;Son am I of the mountain, son am I of the rock.Not like ...
Stonewall Jackson (George Washington Cruikshank Poems)
An Impromptu On Hearing of His DeathBury the mighty dead—Long, long to live in story!Bury the mighty deadIn his own ...
Albemarle Cushing (James Jeffrey Roche Poems)
Joy in rebel Plymouth town, in the spring of 'sixty-four,When the Albemarle down on the Yankee frigates bore,With the saucy ...
In the Height of Fashion (Henry Lawson Poems)
SO at last a toll they'll levy For the passing fool who sings-Take the harp grown dull and heavy (With the dried ...
Fighting Mac – A Life Tragedy (Robert W Service Poems)
A pistol shot rings round and round the world; In pitiful defeat a warrior lies.A last defiance to dark Death is ...
Arnold Rode Behind (Roderic Quinn Poems)
WE galloped down the sodden trackClose buttoned 'gainst the wind;I took the lead with whip and spur,And Arnold rode behind.The ...
The Irish Stew. (John Dunmore Lang Poems)
I SING of good eating! There lately befelA notable feast at a Sydney Hotel!There was plenty for me, and plenty ...
Beowulf’s Expedition To Heort (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
Thus then, much care-worn,The son of HealfdenSorrowed evermore,Nor might the prudent heroHis woes avert.The war was too hard,Too loath and ...
Monday In Whitsun-Week (John Keble Poems)
Since all that is not Heaven must fade,Light be the hand of Ruin laid Upon the home I love:With lulling spell ...