The Chapel of the Hermits (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
"I do believe, and yet, in grief,I pray for help to unbelief;For needful strength aside to layThe daily cumberings of ...
"I do believe, and yet, in grief,I pray for help to unbelief;For needful strength aside to layThe daily cumberings of ...
'How beautiful this night! the balmiest sigh, Which vernal zephyrs breathe in evening's ear, Were discord to the speaking quietude That wraps this ...
1. To the Reader.Sermons and Epigrams haue a like end,To improue, to reproue, and to amend:Some passe without this vse, ...
I, Louis Marin, mariner, born on the Breton coast, Must pass from earth away, And, because wild remorse Pursues me--is my curse, My guilty ...
WINTER _We, whom God sets a task, Striving, who ne'er attain, We are the curst!--who ask Death, and still ask in vain. We, whom God ...
Wintertime, er Summertime, Of late years I notice I'm, Kindo'-like, more subjec' to What the _weather_ is. Now, you Folks 'at lives in town, I ...
I.THE morning air was freshly breathing,The morning mists were wildly wreathing;Day's earliest beams were kindling o'erThe wood-crowned hills and murmuring ...
From his far wigwam sprang the strong North WindAnd rush'd with war-cry down the steep ravines,And wrestl'd with the giants ...
PART 1.A Sensitive Plant in a garden grew,And the young winds fed it with silver dew,And it opened its fan-like ...
From the terrace here, where the hills indent, You can see the uttermost battlement Of the castle there; the Cliffords' home; Where the ...
Flood.See Deluge.-- Eridanus supreme of FloodsRush'd thro' the Forests, tore the lofty Woods,And rolling onward with a sweepy Sway,Bore Houses, ...
I.Sweet rural scene!Of flocks and green!At careless ease my limbs are spread;All nature stillBut yonder rill;And listening pines not o'er ...
(THE PARSON’S BROTHER, SISTER, AND TWO CHILDREN)Preface.What wonder man should fail to stay A nursling wafted from above,The growth celestial come ...
HENRY,AGED EIGHT YEARS.Yellow leaves, how fast they flutter—woodland hollows thickly strewing, Where the wan October sunbeams scantly in the mid-day win,While ...
The cock, warm roosting 'midst his feather'd dames,Now lifts his beak and snuffs the morning air,Stretches his neck and claps ...
THE APOLOGY.Quoth the cedar to the reeds and rushes, “Water-grass, you know not what I do;Know not of my storms, nor ...
Stopt by the storm, that long in sullen blackFrom the south-west stained its encroaching track,Haymakers, hustling from the rain to ...
Money. Riches. Wealth.Gold is the greatest God: tho' yet we seeNo Temples rais'd to Money's Majesty,No Altars fuming to her ...
The cordage creaks and rattles in the wind,With whims of sudden hush; the reeling seaNow thumps like solid rock beneath ...
Rude winter's come, the sky's o'ercast, The night is cold and loud the blast, The mingling snow comes driving down, Fast whitening o'er ...
The great farm house of Malcolm Graem stoodSquare shoulder'd and peak roof'd upon a hill,With many windows looking everywhere;So that ...
'Twas sunset in Jerusalem; the lightStill lingered on the city's walls, and crownedMount Olivet with splendor, while below,Among the trees ...
INow Bioern, the son of Heriulf, had ill daysBecause the heart within him seethed with bloodThat would not be allayed ...
Of the Implements for Walking the Streets,and Signs of the Weather.Through winter streets to steer your courses aright,How to walk ...
Now, while Orion, flaming south, doth setA shining foot on hills of wind and wet-Far haughty hills beyond the fountains ...
Content.See Discontent.Let the rich Miser gather golden Gain,And live the large Possessor of the Plain:Whom Fears perpetual scare with neighb'ring ...
Scene I. A peak of the Alps. Werner alone. Time, morning.Werner.How gloriously beautiful is earth!In these her quiet, unfrequented haunts,To ...
Curtis, whose Wit, with Fancy arm in arm,Masks half its muscle in its skill to charm,And who so gently can ...
Night. Now a tent was pitched, and Japhet satIn the door and watched, for on a litter layThe father of ...
The house is hoary with the mould of years,And crumbling are its ivy-covered walls;The rain-storms dim it with their misty ...
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