Mogg Megone – Part II. (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
'Tis morning over Norridgewock, —On tree and wigwam, wave and rock.Bathed in the autumnal sunshine, stirredAt intervals by breeze and ...
'Tis morning over Norridgewock, —On tree and wigwam, wave and rock.Bathed in the autumnal sunshine, stirredAt intervals by breeze and ...
But shall we take the Muse abroad,To drop her idly on the road,And leave our subject in the middle,As Butler ...
Such was the Child-World of the long-ago--The little world these children used to know:--Johnty, the oldest, and the best, perhaps,Of ...
Remote, unfriended, melancholy, slowOr by the lazy Scheldt or wandering Po,OR onward, where the rude Corinthian boorAgainst the houseless stranger ...
In the small Village of St Joseph, below the City of Ottawa, stilllives or did live very recently, an ancient ...
ARGUMENT.THE Poem opens with an Allusion to bright Gems and noble Minds often shining amid Rubbish and Barrenness-Song of the ...
Matthew met Richard, when or whereFrom story is not mighty clear:Of many knotty points they spoke,And pro and con by ...
Reft of thy sons, amid thy foes forlorn,Mourn, widow'd Queen, forgotten Sion, mourn!Is this thy place, sad city, this thy ...
And after that, though oft he sought her door,He might not see her. First they said to him,"She is not ...
Of Walking the Streets by Night.O Trivia, goddess, leave these low abodes,And traverse o'er the wide ethereal roads,Celestial queen, put ...
As we arrived at our Lady's Steps,Incontinent all men reversed their caps,Bidding us welcome home, and joining hand,They ask from ...
I.1EVEN as water to him who thirsts wayfaring, dust-dry and burning,After sore heat and long stumbling in courses with never ...
CONCLUSION.O YE Muses, who gladly favour a love that is heartfelt,Who on his way the excellent youth have hitherto guided,Who ...
A Lay Made About the Year Of The City CCCLXILars Porsena of ClosiumBy the Nine Gods he sworeThat the great ...
I.White as a white sail on a dusky sea,When half the horizon 's clouded and half free,Fluttering between the dun ...
WHAT secret charm, long whispering in mine ear,Allures, attracts, compels, and chains me here,Where murmuring echoes call me to resignTheir ...
PART I.Pictured in memory's mellowing glass, how sweetOur infant days, our infant joys, to greet;To roam in fancy in each ...
Budger of history Brake of time You Bomb Toy of universe Grandest of all snatched sky I cannot hate you Do I ...
Man's sad necessity, destructive War,Sweeps to the grave the surplus of his sons,Where'er the kindly clime and soil inviteTo Love; ...
IIn a far country, and a distant age,Ere sprites and fays had bade farewell to earth,A boy was born of ...
Dramatis Personae.Werner--Misanthrope.Manuel--a cottager.Albert--his son.Rebecca--wife to Manuel.Rose--his daughter.Spirits.An aerial chorus.A fountain near the summit of a mountain, from which, through adeep ...
Frank-hearted hostess of the field and wood,Gypsy, whose roof is every spreading tree,June is the pearl of our New England ...
Thus all were satisfied, and day by day,For two sweet years a happy course was theirs;Happy, but yet the fortunate, ...
Part IMY loving countrymen, pray lend an ear, To this relation that I bring you here, My sufferings at large I will ...
TO THE EDITORS OF THE ATLANTIC MONTHLYI love to start out arter night's begun,An' all the chores about the farm ...
And now good Reader, I return againTo talk with thee, who hast been at the painTo read throughout, and heed ...
Since quite a boy Hal Gradient had beenNoted for ingenuity--betweenThe hours when not on active duty heImmersed in some new ...
Upon a time, before the faery broodsDrove Nymph and Satyr from the prosperous woods,Before King Oberon's bright diadem,Sceptre, and mantle, ...
All is well-in a prison-to-night, and the warders are crying 'All's Well!'I must speak, for the sake of my heart-if ...
Only the Lowland tongue of Scotland mightRehearse this little tragedy aright;Let me attempt it with an English quill;And take, O ...
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